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 Hungary and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Althea and Donna to the grunge 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 Deadbeat. All the underground hits.
All Donny Hathaway tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Danielle Patucci record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Knickerbockers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gichy Dan,
Fugazi,
Crispy Ambulance,
Flash Fearless,
The Gun Club,
Roxy Music,
Urselle,
The Remains,
Eric B and Rakim,
Erasure,
Infiniti,
Goldenarms,
Skaos,
Masters at Work,
B.T. Express,
Vladislav Delay,
The United States of America,
Simply Red,
Arab on Radar,
Joey Negro,
Inner City,
Marine Girls,
Derrick May,
48th St. Collective,
Slick Rick,
AZ,
Tomorrow,
New York Dolls,
The Dirtbombs,
Barclay James Harvest,
UT,
Circle Jerks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Robert Wyatt,
The Modern Lovers,
Peter & Gordon,
Terry Callier,
The Monks,
The Blackbyrds,
The Gories,
Pantytec,
Warren Ellis,
Iggy Pop,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Con Funk Shun,
Nik Kershaw,
the Normal,
Laurel Aitken,
Faraquet,
Tim Buckley,
Parry Music,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pharoah Sanders,
K-Klass,
Ronnie Foster,
Yusef Lateef,
Al Stewart,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
New Order,
Panda Bear,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sound Behaviour,
Boredoms,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.