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 Glasgow.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Juan Atkins to the grunge 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 X-101. All the underground hits.
All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Count Five,
The Barracudas,
Davy DMX,
Nico,
Mars,
A Certain Ratio,
The Raincoats,
The Moody Blues,
The Martian,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
the Slits,
Lou Reed,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Mission of Burma,
Drexciya,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Stetsasonic,
Surgeon,
The Young Rascals,
Popol Vuh,
Ultravox,
Babytalk,
Joey Negro,
Organ,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Marine Girls,
Nation of Ulysses,
Roxette,
The Walker Brothers,
Soul II Soul,
Nirvana,
Gong,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Metal Thangz,
Lindisfarne,
Marvin Gaye,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Funky Four + One,
Nas,
Desert Stars,
World's Most,
Black Sheep,
Jeff Mills,
The Tremeloes,
Siglo XX,
H. Thieme,
Bobby Womack,
Bob Dylan,
Warren Ellis,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
X-102,
Piero Umiliani,
Flash Fearless,
The Gun Club,
Absolute Body Control,
Skaos, Skaos, Skaos, Skaos.
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.