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 Hungary 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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Isaac Hayes to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tears for Fears record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shuggie Otis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eyeless In Gaza,
Tres Demented,
The Saints,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Liliput,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
the Germs,
Amon Düül,
Trumans Water,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Monks,
The Gladiators,
Scott Walker,
The Seeds,
Swans,
kango's stein massive,
Pylon,
The Barracudas,
the Association,
Tubeway Army,
Essential Logic,
Joey Negro,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bizarre Inc.,
Soulsonic Force,
Ice-T,
Fela Kuti,
Sound Behaviour,
Brothers Johnson,
Kas Product,
Rakim,
The Motions,
The Invisible,
Arcadia,
Deakin,
Pet Shop Boys,
Thompson Twins,
Camberwell Now,
Al Stewart,
Barbara Tucker,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Pierre Henry,
Gabor Szabo,
Roy Ayers,
The Stooges,
The New Christs,
Dorothy Ashby,
Johnny Osbourne,
R.M.O.,
Marcia Griffiths,
Talk Talk,
Josef K,
Moss Icon,
The Evens,
Bob Dylan,
Sun City Girls,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Michelle Simonal,
KRS-One,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Sound,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Brand Nubian,
Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.
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.