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 Bolivia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 snare 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 Barbara Tucker to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Danielle Patucci. All the underground hits.
All Stetsasonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Knickerbockers 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nik Kershaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fad Gadget,
Colin Newman,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marcia Griffiths,
Section 25,
Roger Hodgson,
Kerri Chandler,
Dorothy Ashby,
Theoretical Girls,
Arcadia,
kango's stein massive,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Skriet,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Dirtbombs,
Cybotron,
Minutemen,
the Swans,
Sixth Finger,
Wasted Youth,
Black Flag,
Deepchord,
Sugar Minott,
Ten City,
Ossler,
B.T. Express,
Camberwell Now,
Ronnie Foster,
Laurel Aitken,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Public Enemy,
Skarface,
Little Man,
the Association,
Mark Hollis,
Joy Division,
Ponytail,
Idris Muhammad,
Clear Light,
Visage,
Young Marble Giants,
Marc Almond,
Dave Gahan,
Metal Thangz,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
ABBA,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Junior Murvin,
Lou Reed,
Masters at Work,
Flash Fearless,
The Names,
The J.B.'s,
Fear,
These Immortal Souls,
Bizarre Inc.,
Funkadelic,
Infiniti,
Royal Trux,
Judy Mowatt,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ken Boothe,
Von Mondo,
Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters.
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.