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 Namibia and from Columbus.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 guitar 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 The Divine Comedy to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Alison Limerick. All the underground hits.
All Simply Red tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Flock of Seagulls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Byron Stingily record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sound,
The Zeros,
The Gories,
X-102,
Toni Rubio,
Yusef Lateef,
Pet Shop Boys,
Fela Kuti,
The Gap Band,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bronski Beat,
Nation of Ulysses,
Darondo,
Echospace,
Parry Music,
Jandek,
Charles Mingus,
Masters at Work,
Scott Walker,
The Mighty Diamonds,
the Germs,
The Cramps,
Wire,
Goldenarms,
Bootsy Collins,
The Real Kids,
Scion,
Accadde A,
Bad Manners,
The Modern Lovers,
The Grass Roots,
Silicon Teens,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
DJ Sneak,
Icehouse,
Desert Stars,
Kaleidoscope,
Ponytail,
Kool Moe Dee,
Andrew Hill,
Crash Course in Science,
MDC,
Lebanon Hanover,
Magma,
F. McDonald,
Eric Dolphy,
Michelle Simonal,
Negative Approach,
a-ha,
Mad Mike,
Neu!,
Lou Christie,
Eric Copeland,
The Names,
The Skatalites,
Juan Atkins,
Jimmy McGriff,
Pagans,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.