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 Namibia and from Accra.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the güiro 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 Trumans Water 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 Hashim. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Traffic Nightmare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool Moe Dee,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Techniques,
Crispian St. Peters,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Delta 5,
Cameo,
CMW,
Steve Hackett,
Tres Demented,
Skriet,
Negative Approach,
Barbara Tucker,
Amon Düül,
Whodini,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Delon & Dalcan,
Altered Images,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Cheater Slicks,
Cluster,
The Victims,
Underground Resistance,
The Gap Band,
The Dave Clark Five,
Blossom Toes,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Minor Threat,
Can,
Tears for Fears,
Ultimate Spinach,
Royal Trux,
David Axelrod,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Radio Birdman,
Cybotron,
Clear Light,
Public Enemy,
Erykah Badu,
Pole,
Ohio Players,
Fad Gadget,
Rotary Connection,
Soul II Soul,
Gang Starr,
Wally Richardson,
Saccharine Trust,
Nico,
Hot Snakes,
Rhythm & Sound,
Robert Hood,
These Immortal Souls,
The Fuzztones,
Minnie Riperton,
The Happenings,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
JFA,
Rekid,
Mission of Burma,
Donald Byrd,
Danielle Patucci,
Tim Buckley,
The Alarm Clocks,
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.