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 Nicaragua and from Columbus.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the oboe 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 Darondo to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Order. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Traffic Nightmare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Modern Lovers,
Stetsasonic,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Absolute Body Control,
Sällskapet,
Spandau Ballet,
Ten City,
Gastr Del Sol,
Leonard Cohen,
The Pretty Things,
Supertramp,
Porter Ricks,
Albert Ayler,
Robert Wyatt,
Amon Düül II,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Barrington Levy,
The Velvet Underground,
Kool Moe Dee,
Jacob Miller,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Mandrill,
Scientists,
Pharoah Sanders,
Funkadelic,
The United States of America,
Scott Walker,
The Busters,
Black Flag,
Gichy Dan,
T.S.O.L.,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Liliput,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Brothers Johnson,
Amon Düül,
The Cowsills,
Minutemen,
Gong,
Grauzone,
Laurel Aitken,
Gang of Four,
Clear Light,
Rosa Yemen,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sonny Sharrock,
David Axelrod,
Drive Like Jehu,
Schoolly D,
Agitation Free,
Mars,
Delta 5,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Jerry's Kids,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Smoke,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Scrapy,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Slave,
Prince Buster,
Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant.
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.