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 Luxembourg and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 rhodes 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 Donny Hathaway to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All The Angels of Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skaos,
Bronski Beat,
Qualms,
Unwound,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pussy Galore,
Minor Threat,
MDC,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Accadde A,
the Normal,
Lower 48,
Thompson Twins,
The Divine Comedy,
Yazoo,
Patti Smith,
Avey Tare,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sexual Harrassment,
Stetsasonic,
Boogie Down Productions,
June of 44,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Flesh Eaters,
Con Funk Shun,
Unrelated Segments,
Ultravox,
Malaria!,
ABBA,
Skarface,
Ornette Coleman,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Dave Gahan,
Black Moon,
Soft Cell,
Harpers Bizarre,
the Bar-Kays,
Circle Jerks,
Charles Mingus,
Terrestrial Tones,
Bobby Womack,
Deepchord,
Altered Images,
Mission of Burma,
The Stooges,
Slick Rick,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Rites of Spring,
Black Bananas,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pantaleimon,
Kevin Saunderson,
Boz Scaggs,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bizarre Inc.,
Saccharine Trust,
The Techniques,
Mo-Dettes,
Sonny Sharrock,
Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans.
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.