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 Uzbekistan and from Cairo.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Smog to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All Bang On A Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fat Boys 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bronski Beat,
Ituana,
The Selecter,
The Happenings,
The Gun Club,
The Detroit Cobras,
La Düsseldorf,
Goldenarms,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Brick,
Lou Christie,
Pantytec,
Livin' Joy,
Sam Rivers,
Aural Exciters,
Hot Snakes,
World's Most,
The Blues Magoos,
ABC,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Skriet,
Joensuu 1685,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Con Funk Shun,
Mars,
Icehouse,
Lower 48,
Roger Hodgson,
Roxette,
Skaos,
Connie Case,
Radiopuhelimet,
Subhumans,
Agitation Free,
Sällskapet,
Slave,
E-Dancer,
Unrelated Segments,
Jerry's Kids,
Pylon,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Cure,
Sparks,
Brass Construction,
Oneida,
Idris Muhammad,
The Birthday Party,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Durutti Column,
Visage,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
This Heat,
Slick Rick,
Excepter,
Wally Richardson,
Pere Ubu,
Jimmy McGriff,
The New Christs,
Khruangbin,
Fugazi,
Aloha Tigers,
The Vogues,
Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson.
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.