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 Estonia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 Houston and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 theremin 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 Rekid to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All Suicide tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echo & the Bunnymen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minor Threat,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bizarre Inc.,
Schoolly D,
Main Source,
Youth Brigade,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sex Pistols,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Busters,
L. Decosne,
Junior Murvin,
Joyce Sims,
Theoretical Girls,
Crash Course in Science,
John Foxx,
Oblivians,
Scientists,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Thee Headcoats,
Flamin' Groovies,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Tears for Fears,
Au Pairs,
Swell Maps,
Kool Moe Dee,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Mantronix,
Livin' Joy,
Drexciya,
Animal Collective,
Barclay James Harvest,
Nils Olav,
Pagans,
Chris & Cosey,
Lower 48,
Ituana,
World's Most,
Pharoah Sanders,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Detroit Cobras,
Thompson Twins,
Grey Daturas,
The Monochrome Set,
Suburban Knight,
Barbara Tucker,
The Leaves,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Seeds,
10cc,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Dirtbombs,
Eurythmics,
Wolf Eyes,
The Music Machine,
Jerry's Kids,
Smog,
Pole,
Mark Hollis,
John Lydon,
The Young Rascals,
Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy.
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.