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 Rwanda and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Public Image Ltd. to the crunk 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 Thee Headcoats. All the underground hits.
All Fifty Foot Hose tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yellowson,
Von Mondo,
Brick,
Bizarre Inc.,
Eddi Front,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bang On A Can,
Schoolly D,
Nick Fraelich,
Interpol,
Radiohead,
Colin Newman,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
La Düsseldorf,
Josef K,
Unrelated Segments,
Quadrant,
Sandy B,
New Order,
Babytalk,
Unwound,
Maleditus Sound,
Gang Gang Dance,
Don Cherry,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Underground Resistance,
FM Einheit,
Pet Shop Boys,
the Slits,
Reuben Wilson,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Gun Club,
The Skatalites,
Aswad,
Jacob Miller,
Symarip,
Eric B and Rakim,
Soulsonic Force,
Alison Limerick,
Wire,
John Coltrane,
The Fortunes,
Lebanon Hanover,
Easy Going,
Mandrill,
Faraquet,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Massinfluence,
The Vogues,
Inner City,
Eric Copeland,
The Fuzztones,
The Wake,
Boogie Down Productions,
John Cale,
Urselle,
Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas.
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.