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 Cyprus and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Peter & Gordon to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All Dark Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mr. Review record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Basic Channel,
Sight & Sound,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Masters at Work,
Leonard Cohen,
Minutemen,
Matthew Bourne,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Move,
Colin Newman,
Terry Callier,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Delon & Dalcan,
Stetsasonic,
Bush Tetras,
Moebius,
Anthony Braxton,
Massinfluence,
Siglo XX,
Derrick May,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Con Funk Shun,
John Foxx,
Lower 48,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Boredoms,
The Stooges,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Human League,
Marcia Griffiths,
Soul Sonic Force,
Television,
Bill Near,
Loose Ends,
Groovy Waters,
Skaos,
Sun Ra,
Infiniti,
8 Eyed Spy,
Rotary Connection,
Sound Behaviour,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Slave,
The Trojans,
The Seeds,
Mo-Dettes,
Jandek,
Quadrant,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Cowsills,
Bill Wells,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ossler,
Johnny Clarke,
Pole,
Joyce Sims,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Oneida,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.