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 Israel and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Tokyo.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Teenage Jesus and the Jerks to the jazz 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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerri Chandler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eurythmics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neu!,
Q65,
The Trojans,
Agitation Free,
Aaron Thompson,
The Electric Prunes,
Interpol,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rufus Thomas,
Gichy Dan,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gong,
Junior Murvin,
Joey Negro,
Sandy B,
Adolescents,
Liliput,
The Offenders,
Crispy Ambulance,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
cv313,
Surgeon,
Mars,
Wire,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Mojo Men,
Wasted Youth,
The Velvet Underground,
The Sound,
Deepchord,
Magma,
The Index,
Matthew Bourne,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Dennis Brown,
the Sonics,
48th St. Collective,
Soft Cell,
Sister Nancy,
Von Mondo,
Duran Duran,
The Flesh Eaters,
Theoretical Girls,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Steve Hackett,
Talk Talk,
Audionom,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ash Ra Tempel,
kango's stein massive,
The Gladiators,
Shuggie Otis,
the Slits,
Lungfish,
H. Thieme,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Fugs,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Martian,
Donny Hathaway,
Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo.
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.