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 Kazakhstan and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 theremin 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 Isaac Hayes to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ice-T. All the underground hits.
All Ultramagnetic MC's tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smoke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
Duran Duran,
Oneida,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Vladislav Delay,
Darondo,
Spoonie Gee,
Pulsallama,
Tom Boy,
Essential Logic,
The Zeros,
The Flesh Eaters,
Unwound,
Gerry Rafferty,
Yaz,
Maurizio,
The Doors,
Motorama,
Gang Starr,
Deepchord,
Eric Copeland,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Jacob Miller,
Aswad,
Mark Hollis,
Cybotron,
Max Romeo,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Monks,
Echospace,
Wolf Eyes,
Crispian St. Peters,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Wire,
Nico,
Lou Christie,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tomorrow,
a-ha,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
X-Ray Spex,
Harmonia,
Hoover,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Toasters,
Man Eating Sloth,
the Soft Cell,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lightning Bolt,
ABBA,
The Durutti Column,
Lyres,
Dennis Brown,
Joy Division,
Ponytail,
The Pop Group,
Pussy Galore,
Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter.
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.