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 France and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 spring reverb 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 Metal Thangz to the dance 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 Das Ding. All the underground hits.
All Electric Light Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brass Construction record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Cabaret Voltaire,
Con Funk Shun,
Bluetip,
The Smiths,
Unrelated Segments,
The Sonics,
Fear,
Soft Machine,
Charles Mingus,
Model 500,
Symarip,
Eli Mardock,
Nirvana,
Dawn Penn,
Slave,
PIL,
Sandy B,
Soft Cell,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Roxy Music,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Magma,
Gerry Rafferty,
OOIOO,
Matthew Halsall,
Thompson Twins,
Pussy Galore,
Camouflage,
Davy DMX,
Albert Ayler,
New Order,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Divine Comedy,
DNA,
Swans,
10cc,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Tomorrow,
Depeche Mode,
Gang of Four,
Dual Sessions,
Drexciya,
The Standells,
Eric B and Rakim,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Rekid,
The Zeros,
Skarface,
Joe Finger,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Royal Trux,
Sarah Menescal,
The Move,
The Young Rascals,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Sound,
Clear Light,
Bill Near,
Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape.
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.