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 Somalia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Kinks to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Television Personalities. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skarface 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Charles Mingus,
Godley & Creme,
Warsaw,
New Order,
Altered Images,
Guru Guru,
The Standells,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Aural Exciters,
John Cale,
Robert Wyatt,
LL Cool J,
Marcia Griffiths,
Organ,
Au Pairs,
The Searchers,
Interpol,
Pet Shop Boys,
Deadbeat,
The Real Kids,
Marc Almond,
Ken Boothe,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sound Behaviour,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Crispy Ambulance,
Beasts of Bourbon,
X-102,
Bush Tetras,
Electric Prunes,
Sixth Finger,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Young Marble Giants,
L. Decosne,
Arthur Verocai,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Youth Brigade,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sugar Minott,
Lalo Schifrin,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Junior Murvin,
Stereo Dub,
Grandmaster Flash,
Mad Mike,
Howard Jones,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Half Japanese,
Josef K,
DJ Sneak,
Gil Scott Heron,
Mo-Dettes,
Bobby Byrd,
Danielle Patucci,
Joyce Sims,
Black Moon,
Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols.
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.