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 Nigeria and from Tehran.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the 808 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 Popol Vuh to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Mary Jane Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Average White Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
PIL,
KRS-One,
10cc,
Neil Young,
Sugar Minott,
Peter and Kerry,
Yaz,
The Barracudas,
Urselle,
Loose Ends,
Altered Images,
DJ Sneak,
Gang Green,
The Smoke,
The Fire Engines,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Scratch Acid,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Echospace,
The Kinks,
the Sonics,
Jesper Dahlback,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Wasted Youth,
The Divine Comedy,
Gil Scott Heron,
Neu!,
Robert Wyatt,
Cal Tjader,
Graham Central Station,
Bobby Womack,
H. Thieme,
Soulsonic Force,
Yazoo,
Siglo XX,
Duran Duran,
Lucky Dragons,
Donny Hathaway,
Ponytail,
the Bar-Kays,
Warsaw,
Eden Ahbez,
Tommy Roe,
Ten City,
The Golliwogs,
FM Einheit,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Swans,
David McCallum,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Zeros,
Nik Kershaw,
Tomorrow,
Stereo Dub,
Sight & Sound,
Prince Buster,
the Normal,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio.
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.