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 Ireland and from Columbus.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Divine Comedy to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pulsallama 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Altered Images,
Glambeats Corp.,
Davy DMX,
Dorothy Ashby,
Adolescents,
Crime,
Chris & Cosey,
The Zeros,
The Knickerbockers,
Rufus Thomas,
Grandmaster Flash,
Tropical Tobacco,
Whodini,
Unrelated Segments,
Andrew Hill,
Radiopuhelimet,
Brothers Johnson,
David Axelrod,
Parry Music,
Funky Four + One,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Charles Mingus,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rakim,
James Chance & The Contortions,
DJ Style,
The Dave Clark Five,
Piero Umiliani,
Das Ding,
Model 500,
Flash Fearless,
The American Breed,
The Neon Judgement,
DNA,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Crash Course in Science,
The Monochrome Set,
Tomorrow,
Ohio Players,
Iggy Pop,
The Gories,
UT,
The Happenings,
Au Pairs,
Alphaville,
Grauzone,
JFA,
The Flesh Eaters,
Cameo,
Barry Ungar,
Leonard Cohen,
The Fall,
Stiv Bators,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Hasil Adkins,
Hot Snakes,
Siglo XX,
Traffic Nightmare,
the Swans,
Suburban Knight,
the Association,
Black Bananas,
Aaron Thompson,
Bronski Beat,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.