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 Mexico and from Accra.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Mumbai.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 David Axelrod to the crunk 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 John Lydon. All the underground hits.
All Pylon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom 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?
Arcadia,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Mark Hollis,
Kerrie Biddell,
Funkadelic,
Black Sheep,
Minny Pops,
Erykah Badu,
Faraquet,
Aural Exciters,
Das Ding,
The Invisible,
Negative Approach,
Sight & Sound,
The Searchers,
The Pretty Things,
The Count Five,
Matthew Halsall,
Au Pairs,
The Wake,
Animal Collective,
Procol Harum,
New Age Steppers,
Blossom Toes,
Los Fastidios,
Swell Maps,
The Birthday Party,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Wally Richardson,
Porter Ricks,
Stiv Bators,
Anakelly,
Bob Dylan,
The Young Rascals,
Fela Kuti,
K-Klass,
The Slackers,
Supertramp,
Barrington Levy,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Alice Coltrane,
Flipper,
Vladislav Delay,
Marmalade,
Brand Nubian,
Brass Construction,
U.S. Maple,
Little Man,
The Mummies,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Glenn Branca,
Pet Shop Boys,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Goldenarms,
Rod Modell,
The Happenings,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Babytalk,
Reuben Wilson,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.