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 Malta and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All Symarip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & John Cale 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Louis and Bebe Barron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Excepter,
Los Fastidios,
Tres Demented,
Soulsonic Force,
Clear Light,
Reuben Wilson,
Grandmaster Flash,
K-Klass,
Gerry Rafferty,
Half Japanese,
Buzzcocks,
Nik Kershaw,
Rites of Spring,
David Bowie,
Derrick Morgan,
The J.B.'s,
The Happenings,
The Standells,
Public Enemy,
Sound Behaviour,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Boredoms,
The Cowsills,
Monks,
Country Teasers,
Spoonie Gee,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Simply Red,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Funkadelic,
ABC,
Terrestrial Tones,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Blancmange,
Bootsy Collins,
Sarah Menescal,
Flash Fearless,
Dorothy Ashby,
Howard Jones,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Nils Olav,
Morten Harket,
Cameo,
Lalo Schifrin,
Make Up,
The Gap Band,
Delon & Dalcan,
Nick Fraelich,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Suburban Knight,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Fall,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Loose Ends,
Essential Logic,
the Swans,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gabor Szabo,
Matthew Bourne,
Sexual Harrassment,
Jacques Brel,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.