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 Kuwait and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Darondo to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Yellowson. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glambeats Corp. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Buzzcocks,
Wire,
The Blues Magoos,
Pussy Galore,
The Dave Clark Five,
Y Pants,
Agent Orange,
The Mojo Men,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Black Moon,
the Normal,
Negative Approach,
cv313,
Marcia Griffiths,
Pere Ubu,
Wolf Eyes,
T.S.O.L.,
Connie Case,
Deakin,
Barrington Levy,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Brand Nubian,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Second Layer,
Pulsallama,
The Vogues,
The Move,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Kevin Saunderson,
Erasure,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Evens,
Rekid,
Altered Images,
EPMD,
Tubeway Army,
New Age Steppers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
AZ,
Jandek,
Carl Craig,
Warren Ellis,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Simply Red,
The Seeds,
One Last Wish,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lucky Dragons,
Kas Product,
Joensuu 1685,
Circle Jerks,
Arcadia,
Derrick May,
The Associates,
Crooked Eye,
Eric Dolphy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Rakim, Rakim, Rakim, Rakim.
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.