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 Brazil and from Cairo.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Darondo to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Slave. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flamin' Groovies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Star Department,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Accadde A,
Soul II Soul,
The Names,
Arthur Verocai,
Terry Callier,
Sonic Youth,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Barbara Tucker,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Fad Gadget,
The Happenings,
Yazoo,
Janne Schatter,
New Order,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Count Five,
James White and The Blacks,
Marcia Griffiths,
the Soft Cell,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pole,
Kenny Larkin,
Faraquet,
Buzzcocks,
the Human League,
Parry Music,
The Buckinghams,
OOIOO,
The Raincoats,
Bad Manners,
Bootsy Collins,
Junior Murvin,
T. Rex,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
8 Eyed Spy,
John Cale,
The Knickerbockers,
Warsaw,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Albert Ayler,
John Foxx,
The Dave Clark Five,
Flash Fearless,
Johnny Clarke,
Amazonics,
Eve St. Jones,
Black Flag,
the Swans,
The Trojans,
Qualms,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Skriet,
Lee Hazlewood,
Jeff Mills,
Minor Threat,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.