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 Jamaica 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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 June of 44 to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Jawbox. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & Metallica record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick May record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Moon,
Minnie Riperton,
Icehouse,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Warsaw,
Peter and Kerry,
The Gories,
Idris Muhammad,
Amon Düül,
Hashim,
Sound Behaviour,
Iggy Pop,
Drive Like Jehu,
the Slits,
The Human League,
Gil Scott Heron,
Inner City,
Gang Starr,
Mark Hollis,
The Searchers,
The Electric Prunes,
Drexciya,
Can,
Mad Mike,
The Vogues,
The Sonics,
Deadbeat,
Brick,
Graham Central Station,
Johnny Osbourne,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sällskapet,
Bill Near,
Spoonie Gee,
Sight & Sound,
Sarah Menescal,
Siglo XX,
Second Layer,
The Slackers,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Massinfluence,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Khruangbin,
Jandek,
Albert Ayler,
Pylon,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Harmonia,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Franke,
Wasted Youth,
The Black Dice,
Quando Quango,
Electric Prunes,
X-102,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Raincoats,
Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme.
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.