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 Haiti and from Manchester.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Sparks to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All Cal Tjader tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vladislav Delay record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ice-T record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harmonia,
Throbbing Gristle,
New Order,
Half Japanese,
Sarah Menescal,
the Soft Cell,
UT,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gabor Szabo,
Henry Cow,
Kenny Larkin,
Pylon,
Sällskapet,
Black Pus,
Arab on Radar,
Blancmange,
Delta 5,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
B.T. Express,
X-101,
EPMD,
Average White Band,
Jimmy McGriff,
Junior Murvin,
MC5,
The Angels of Light,
Jeff Mills,
Archie Shepp,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Oneida,
Isaac Hayes,
Dead Boys,
Barry Ungar,
Eric Dolphy,
Darondo,
The Sonics,
Underground Resistance,
Ludus,
Girls At Our Best!,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Young Rascals,
the Sonics,
Fela Kuti,
Robert Görl,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jeff Lynne,
The Doobie Brothers,
Marcia Griffiths,
Magma,
Crispian St. Peters,
Michelle Simonal,
Al Stewart,
U.S. Maple,
Arthur Verocai,
Cluster,
Maleditus Sound,
Symarip,
Popol Vuh,
Minny Pops,
Lower 48,
Crooked Eye,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.