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 Papua New Guinea and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 In Retrospect to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity. All the underground hits.
All The Cure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Hutcherson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Barrington Levy,
Eric Copeland,
Negative Approach,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lungfish,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Pulsallama,
Erasure,
Girls At Our Best!,
Buzzcocks,
The Remains,
F. McDonald,
Matthew Bourne,
Piero Umiliani,
Spoonie Gee,
Los Fastidios,
Oblivians,
Juan Atkins,
Crooked Eye,
The Motions,
Blossom Toes,
Roy Ayers,
Half Japanese,
John Cale,
Sandy B,
Isaac Hayes,
Television Personalities,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Offenders,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sixth Finger,
The Gories,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Todd Terry,
Michelle Simonal,
John Foxx,
Howard Jones,
Harmonia,
Robert Wyatt,
DNA,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Subhumans,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Buckinghams,
Tres Demented,
Funky Four + One,
The Fuzztones,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jacob Miller,
New Order,
Scott Walker,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Letta Mbulu,
The Dirtbombs,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Evens,
Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee.
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.