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 Singapore and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Sao Paulo.
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 mellotron 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 Gastr Del Sol to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Monks. All the underground hits.
All The Vogues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Almond,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bill Wells,
Bobby Womack,
The Count Five,
Soft Machine,
The Trojans,
Goldenarms,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Cure,
Animal Collective,
Saccharine Trust,
Nick Fraelich,
June of 44,
Morten Harket,
Radiohead,
Lee Hazlewood,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Moss Icon,
Ultravox,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Doobie Brothers,
Nico,
Brick,
Underground Resistance,
Y Pants,
Black Sheep,
Television,
Minor Threat,
The Slits,
Sonny Sharrock,
Eyeless In Gaza,
the Human League,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
8 Eyed Spy,
Pulsallama,
Bizarre Inc.,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Fuzztones,
Porter Ricks,
Freddie Wadling,
Das Ding,
Andrew Hill,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Public Enemy,
The Velvet Underground,
In Retrospect,
Dual Sessions,
Half Japanese,
U.S. Maple,
The Fall,
Deadbeat,
Harpers Bizarre,
Subhumans,
Television Personalities,
Excepter,
The Zeros,
L. Decosne,
Magma,
Organ,
The Tremeloes,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.