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 Togo and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 Philadelphia and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 sitar 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 Robert Wyatt to the electroclash 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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo. All the underground hits.
All Laurel Aitken tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sister Nancy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terry Callier,
Tubeway Army,
Hardrive,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Metal Thangz,
Moby Grape,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pagans,
Cymande,
The Pretty Things,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
T.S.O.L.,
Albert Ayler,
David McCallum,
Kenny Larkin,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Von Mondo,
Groovy Waters,
Adolescents,
Mandrill,
New Order,
Quando Quango,
In Retrospect,
The Offenders,
The Invisible,
Lalann,
The Five Americans,
Suicide,
Chrome,
Unrelated Segments,
Roxy Music,
Harry Pussy,
Jeru the Damaja,
Agitation Free,
The Gun Club,
The Monochrome Set,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Janne Schatter,
Vainqueur,
Khruangbin,
Roy Ayers,
Marvin Gaye,
The Angels of Light,
Black Pus,
Young Marble Giants,
Crispian St. Peters,
Masters at Work,
David Axelrod,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Knickerbockers,
The Associates,
Duran Duran,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Grey Daturas,
Cybotron,
Michelle Simonal,
Lower 48,
Severed Heads,
Pantytec,
James White and The Blacks,
Byron Stingily,
Alison Limerick,
cv313, cv313, cv313, cv313.
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.