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 St Lucia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sugar Minott record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swell Maps,
Grandmaster Flash,
Silicon Teens,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Dead C,
The Star Department,
Bronski Beat,
Minnie Riperton,
Matthew Halsall,
The Real Kids,
Tomorrow,
DJ Style,
Chrome,
The Move,
Don Cherry,
Henry Cow,
Marine Girls,
Jawbox,
Skaos,
Lakeside,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Whodini,
The Wake,
Dorothy Ashby,
Franke,
Piero Umiliani,
Bush Tetras,
Pantaleimon,
Yusef Lateef,
E-Dancer,
Jeff Lynne,
Make Up,
Little Man,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Music Machine,
Gang of Four,
New Age Steppers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Yazoo,
Jacques Brel,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Banda Bassotti,
Supertramp,
Schoolly D,
Nik Kershaw,
Qualms,
Tommy Roe,
Marshall Jefferson,
New York Dolls,
Traffic Nightmare,
Terry Callier,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Prince Buster,
Niagra,
Organ,
Pulsallama,
Eve St. Jones,
The Techniques,
Eric B and Rakim,
Tim Buckley,
The Stooges,
Flamin' Groovies,
D'Angelo,
Soulsonic Force,
Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood.
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.