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 Antigua 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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Portland.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Fatback Band to the rap 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 The Birthday Party. All the underground hits.
All Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
Ludus,
Sonny Sharrock,
Nick Fraelich,
Toni Rubio,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Delta 5,
MC5,
the Slits,
Fela Kuti,
Ultimate Spinach,
Dave Gahan,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Roxette,
The Gap Band,
Grauzone,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Alison Limerick,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Magazine,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Guru Guru,
Japan,
Mary Jane Girls,
Can,
Bluetip,
Inner City,
Bootsy Collins,
The Music Machine,
Johnny Osbourne,
Youth Brigade,
KRS-One,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Los Fastidios,
Popol Vuh,
X-102,
Stereo Dub,
Don Cherry,
Lalo Schifrin,
Archie Shepp,
Stetsasonic,
Clear Light,
Danielle Patucci,
Groovy Waters,
Quando Quango,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kerrie Biddell,
Camouflage,
The Sound,
Joyce Sims,
Organ,
The Selecter,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Durutti Column,
Sister Nancy,
Thompson Twins,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Idris Muhammad,
La Düsseldorf,
The Raincoats,
Interpol,
Peter & Gordon,
Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses.
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.