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 Ukraine and from Mexico City.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 mellotron 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 Neu! to the grunge 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 Altered Images. All the underground hits.
All Magazine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys 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 theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amazonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare 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 Index,
Swell Maps,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Wire,
EPMD,
World's Most,
X-102,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
KRS-One,
The Evens,
Nico,
The Fortunes,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
La Düsseldorf,
Sex Pistols,
Main Source,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Duran Duran,
Joyce Sims,
Scratch Acid,
Brass Construction,
John Cale,
Neil Young,
Excepter,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Essential Logic,
Surgeon,
Flipper,
The Star Department,
Cymande,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sarah Menescal,
Jeff Mills,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Robert Wyatt,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
CMW,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
FM Einheit,
Junior Murvin,
Suburban Knight,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Desert Stars,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Boogie Down Productions,
Stiv Bators,
The Knickerbockers,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Kerri Chandler,
The Real Kids,
Thompson Twins,
Deadbeat,
Black Bananas,
Blake Baxter,
Moby Grape,
The Wake,
Sight & Sound,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The United States of America,
Minnie Riperton,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.