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 Mongolia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Gian Franco Pienzio to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Supertramp. All the underground hits.
All Cameo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 E-Dancer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erasure,
Guru Guru,
Quando Quango,
Sex Pistols,
Faust,
Byron Stingily,
Shuggie Otis,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Fall,
Camberwell Now,
Radiopuhelimet,
Nick Fraelich,
Bad Manners,
The Neon Judgement,
10cc,
Tropical Tobacco,
Brass Construction,
Stiv Bators,
Depeche Mode,
Crispy Ambulance,
Amazonics,
Organ,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Names,
Main Source,
Average White Band,
Magma,
Metal Thangz,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Marvin Gaye,
Marmalade,
Crispian St. Peters,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Doors,
Lungfish,
ABBA,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lou Christie,
Joy Division,
B.T. Express,
Qualms,
Sight & Sound,
Robert Wyatt,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sugar Minott,
Alice Coltrane,
Jeru the Damaja,
Warren Ellis,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Eden Ahbez,
cv313,
Arthur Verocai,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Reuben Wilson,
UT,
Colin Newman,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Pantytec,
Cluster,
The Raincoats,
Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears.
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.