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 Honduras and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 theremin 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 Mad Mike to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Brick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shuggie Otis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Golliwogs,
Aaron Thompson,
The Grass Roots,
The Standells,
Chrome,
Sixth Finger,
One Last Wish,
Lakeside,
The Buckinghams,
Thee Headcoats,
Archie Shepp,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lightning Bolt,
Fear,
The Raincoats,
Circle Jerks,
Sonny Sharrock,
Anakelly,
Ice-T,
Rod Modell,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gang Starr,
cv313,
Magma,
Interpol,
Pharoah Sanders,
Fad Gadget,
Half Japanese,
Leonard Cohen,
Metal Thangz,
Howard Jones,
kango's stein massive,
Pylon,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Isaac Hayes,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Flipper,
Jacques Brel,
Terry Callier,
Porter Ricks,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Knickerbockers,
Blossom Toes,
The Real Kids,
Soul Sonic Force,
Nation of Ulysses,
Camberwell Now,
Radio Birdman,
Drexciya,
The Modern Lovers,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
H. Thieme,
Robert Görl,
Vainqueur,
The Angels of Light,
Chris & Cosey,
the Association,
Joensuu 1685,
The Neon Judgement,
Sällskapet,
Aural Exciters,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Albert Ayler,
Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield.
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.