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 Cuba and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Nile Rodgers 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 The Doors to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Siglo XX. All the underground hits.
All The Searchers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slick Rick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yaz,
Au Pairs,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Hasil Adkins,
Scrapy,
Rotary Connection,
Gabor Szabo,
10cc,
Half Japanese,
the Swans,
Grauzone,
June of 44,
Alison Limerick,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Iggy Pop,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Fuzztones,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ultravox,
the Sonics,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Barracudas,
Television Personalities,
Pantaleimon,
Lebanon Hanover,
the Fania All-Stars,
Davy DMX,
Q65,
Sällskapet,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Brick,
E-Dancer,
Mars,
Angry Samoans,
Bobby Sherman,
Harpers Bizarre,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Joey Negro,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bush Tetras,
Flipper,
The Names,
Jandek,
Blossom Toes,
Can,
The Flesh Eaters,
Fat Boys,
Graham Central Station,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Tremeloes,
Sex Pistols,
Pulsallama,
Desert Stars,
Schoolly D,
Erasure,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Faust,
The Cure,
the Human League,
The Saints,
Saccharine Trust,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.