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 Spain and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Stockholm.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Ludus to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fuzztones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barbara Tucker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Age Steppers,
Yazoo,
Kas Product,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Erasure,
Boredoms,
Ronan,
Al Stewart,
Nils Olav,
Bobby Sherman,
Idris Muhammad,
Agitation Free,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bootsy Collins,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Essential Logic,
X-102,
JFA,
Suburban Knight,
Prince Buster,
The Toasters,
Jandek,
Sällskapet,
Cecil Taylor,
The Standells,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Eddi Front,
E-Dancer,
Lalann,
Eric B and Rakim,
Interpol,
Soft Cell,
Dark Day,
Aaron Thompson,
The Buckinghams,
Monks,
Cameo,
Crime,
Jeff Mills,
Drexciya,
Minutemen,
The Fuzztones,
the Swans,
Gong,
Mantronix,
Black Pus,
Godley & Creme,
Ponytail,
Harry Pussy,
Stetsasonic,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Zero Boys,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Johnny Clarke,
Loose Ends,
Lower 48,
Fear,
Skarface,
Skriet,
Babytalk,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics.
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.