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 Maldives and from Copenhagen.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Wings to the grunge 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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All DNA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
Sister Nancy,
Y Pants,
Television Personalities,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ponytail,
The Fortunes,
Smog,
Crash Course in Science,
The Litter,
Tomorrow,
Nik Kershaw,
Brick,
Motorama,
The Victims,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
OOIOO,
Marvin Gaye,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Slackers,
Magazine,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Blake Baxter,
The Techniques,
Connie Case,
Maurizio,
UT,
Hashim,
Qualms,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Kaleidoscope,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Mo-Dettes,
The Electric Prunes,
The Pretty Things,
Duran Duran,
The Velvet Underground,
Minny Pops,
Aswad,
Lalo Schifrin,
Mantronix,
Steve Hackett,
Guru Guru,
Lakeside,
The Gun Club,
Joensuu 1685,
The Cosmic Jokers,
10cc,
Monolake,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Wolf Eyes,
Groovy Waters,
Terrestrial Tones,
Spoonie Gee,
Masters at Work,
David Axelrod,
Icehouse,
Gil Scott Heron,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
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.