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 Netherlands and from Spokane.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Ponytail to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 These Immortal Souls. All the underground hits.
All Gang Gang Dance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Divine Comedy,
Suicide,
James White and The Blacks,
Camouflage,
Audionom,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Human League,
The Flesh Eaters,
Shuggie Otis,
Neu!,
Public Image Ltd.,
Crash Course in Science,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Main Source,
Duran Duran,
Gichy Dan,
Yusef Lateef,
Rites of Spring,
Idris Muhammad,
The Fuzztones,
DNA,
Das Ding,
Kas Product,
Albert Ayler,
The Skatalites,
Trumans Water,
EPMD,
Aloha Tigers,
Joy Division,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Swans,
Boogie Down Productions,
Dead Boys,
Funkadelic,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bauhaus,
A Certain Ratio,
Man Eating Sloth,
Maurizio,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pere Ubu,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Scott Walker,
Mars,
Kaleidoscope,
Peter and Kerry,
The Fall,
Dennis Brown,
Aswad,
The Selecter,
The Real Kids,
Joe Finger,
The J.B.'s,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Babytalk,
Archie Shepp,
Marcia Griffiths,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.