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 Sudan and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 synthesizer 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 Funky Four + One to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Cameo. All the underground hits.
All Ralphi Rosario tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slave,
Lou Christie,
Au Pairs,
Flamin' Groovies,
Half Japanese,
Swans,
Cybotron,
Ultimate Spinach,
Trumans Water,
The Black Dice,
Groovy Waters,
The Electric Prunes,
Dawn Penn,
Lalann,
Heaven 17,
Agent Orange,
Marshall Jefferson,
AZ,
Boredoms,
World's Most,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Offenders,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
a-ha,
Electric Prunes,
the Swans,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Max Romeo,
The Gories,
Quadrant,
E-Dancer,
Lindisfarne,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Smog,
The Blackbyrds,
The Young Rascals,
Johnny Clarke,
Alphaville,
ABC,
Iggy Pop,
Brick,
Arab on Radar,
Bootsy Collins,
Mars,
Bauhaus,
Rotary Connection,
Isaac Hayes,
Bill Wells,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ken Boothe,
Rekid,
Colin Newman,
Roxy Music,
Popol Vuh,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Monolake,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
KRS-One,
Surgeon,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.