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 Albania and from Toronto.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Boogie Down Productions to the techno 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 Strawberry Alarm Clock. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pylon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Image Ltd.,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Banda Bassotti,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Zapp,
Brand Nubian,
The Kinks,
Avey Tare,
Scientists,
Symarip,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Alphaville,
Con Funk Shun,
Wings,
The Names,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Isaac Hayes,
Lyres,
The Pop Group,
Howard Jones,
Chris & Cosey,
Swell Maps,
Whodini,
Cecil Taylor,
The J.B.'s,
Derrick Morgan,
Shuggie Otis,
The Cure,
Pantaleimon,
La Düsseldorf,
DNA,
Visage,
Absolute Body Control,
Bootsy Collins,
Black Sheep,
The Black Dice,
Man Eating Sloth,
Brick,
Sällskapet,
The Knickerbockers,
Sex Pistols,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Toasters,
Scan 7,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Hoover,
The Mummies,
The Selecter,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Animal Collective,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Harmonia,
Gang Green,
The Blues Magoos,
Vainqueur,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Trojans,
Jeff Lynne,
Robert Görl,
Marcia Griffiths,
Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel.
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.