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 Kosovo and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 808 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 Wire to the techno 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 Patti Smith. All the underground hits.
All Depeche Mode tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faust,
AZ,
Unwound,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Magazine,
Deadbeat,
Metal Thangz,
Ten City,
Gang of Four,
Shoche,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Los Fastidios,
Index,
Deepchord,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ken Boothe,
Donald Byrd,
Rod Modell,
Tommy Roe,
The Happenings,
The J.B.'s,
Television,
The Saints,
The Alarm Clocks,
Eric Copeland,
The Neon Judgement,
Tom Boy,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Little Man,
Steve Hackett,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Reagan Youth,
Eddi Front,
John Coltrane,
Smog,
The Zeros,
Motorama,
Brick,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
K-Klass,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Anakelly,
Drive Like Jehu,
Hasil Adkins,
Moebius,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Barracudas,
Negative Approach,
X-Ray Spex,
Y Pants,
Funkadelic,
Ossler,
Peter & Gordon,
John Cale,
Ultra Naté,
China Crisis,
Quantec,
Bill Wells,
Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz.
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.