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 Ukraine and from Seoul.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 clarinet 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 June of 44 to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Avey Tare. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Don Cherry 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Busters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lee Hazlewood,
Rakim,
DNA,
Iggy Pop,
Warsaw,
Q65,
The Stooges,
X-Ray Spex,
The Flesh Eaters,
Trumans Water,
The Mojo Men,
Fugazi,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Zeros,
La Düsseldorf,
The Litter,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Al Stewart,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
AZ,
Unrelated Segments,
Maurizio,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Banda Bassotti,
Wings,
Thee Headcoats,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Motions,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Jimmy McGriff,
Boredoms,
PIL,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
DJ Sneak,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Pet Shop Boys,
Skaos,
Soul II Soul,
Yellowson,
Public Enemy,
R.M.O.,
8 Eyed Spy,
Mary Jane Girls,
X-102,
Guru Guru,
Minny Pops,
The Fortunes,
Sällskapet,
ABBA,
This Heat,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Scrapy,
Ultravox,
Ossler,
Laurel Aitken,
Main Source,
the Swans, the Swans, the Swans, the Swans.
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.