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 Switzerland and from Salvador.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Leonard Cohen to the crunk 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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All Drexciya tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Larry & the Blue Notes 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
Wire,
Minutemen,
Curtis Mayfield,
the Soft Cell,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Jeff Mills,
Thompson Twins,
Kayak,
Average White Band,
Nirvana,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
David Axelrod,
Brand Nubian,
Bobby Womack,
Television,
Andrew Hill,
Johnny Osbourne,
Jacob Miller,
Iggy Pop,
Lalann,
Wings,
Main Source,
Soft Machine,
Youth Brigade,
Scratch Acid,
The Shadows of Knight,
Albert Ayler,
The Slackers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Dawn Penn,
John Coltrane,
The Sonics,
Girls At Our Best!,
Negative Approach,
Electric Prunes,
Excepter,
Gerry Rafferty,
Boredoms,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Janne Schatter,
The Divine Comedy,
Steve Hackett,
Toni Rubio,
Gong,
Los Fastidios,
The Monks,
Loose Ends,
K-Klass,
The Doobie Brothers,
Radio Birdman,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Misunderstood,
Barclay James Harvest,
Gichy Dan,
Suicide,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Graham Central Station,
Circle Jerks,
Echospace,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.