Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Japan and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing The Angels of Light to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Public Image Ltd.. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blues Magoos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eddi Front,
Boredoms,
Hardrive,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Dave Clark Five,
Rhythm & Sound,
Outsiders,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
kango's stein massive,
Robert Wyatt,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Roger Hodgson,
Lower 48,
Nick Fraelich,
Arcadia,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
the Association,
Bauhaus,
Lee Hazlewood,
Morten Harket,
Grandmaster Flash,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Blossom Toes,
Marvin Gaye,
Sandy B,
A Certain Ratio,
The Count Five,
Fear,
Mo-Dettes,
Wolf Eyes,
Audionom,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Brass Construction,
Derrick Morgan,
Clear Light,
Agitation Free,
The Alarm Clocks,
Big Daddy Kane,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Steve Hackett,
Q and Not U,
Buzzcocks,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Searchers,
Harry Pussy,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
U.S. Maple,
Rakim,
The United States of America,
The Saints,
Godley & Creme,
Wasted Youth,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.