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 Chad and from Winnipeg.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin 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 Trojans to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All X-101 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Whodini record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultravox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Knickerbockers,
The Vogues,
T. Rex,
Ponytail,
Procol Harum,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Dave Clark Five,
Crooked Eye,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Unrelated Segments,
Boz Scaggs,
Lou Reed,
Dual Sessions,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Grass Roots,
Can,
Roy Ayers,
Jawbox,
Saccharine Trust,
Marmalade,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Camouflage,
John Cale,
Pulsallama,
Gang Starr,
The Fortunes,
Joy Division,
Guru Guru,
Sam Rivers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rufus Thomas,
Junior Murvin,
Dawn Penn,
Pierre Henry,
Robert Görl,
Monks,
Wasted Youth,
Blossom Toes,
Tomorrow,
Tears for Fears,
Lyres,
Grey Daturas,
Nils Olav,
Warren Ellis,
Ituana,
Mr. Review,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Charles Mingus,
Sun City Girls,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Tres Demented,
The Walker Brothers,
Scott Walker,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Moleskins,
Laurel Aitken,
Quando Quango,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
UT,
Metal Thangz,
The Seeds,
Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.
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.