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 Tajikistan and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Woodstock.
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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Modern Lovers to the rock 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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Babytalk,
Derrick May,
Josef K,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Move,
Youth Brigade,
the Germs,
Sam Rivers,
The Cramps,
The Fall,
Alton Ellis,
Hardrive,
Fela Kuti,
Gang of Four,
Young Marble Giants,
Rites of Spring,
Scrapy,
Lalo Schifrin,
Iggy Pop,
Aaron Thompson,
John Holt,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
EPMD,
Sister Nancy,
Harpers Bizarre,
Michelle Simonal,
Agent Orange,
Drexciya,
Minnie Riperton,
Average White Band,
The Leaves,
Ossler,
Piero Umiliani,
Deakin,
Mark Hollis,
PIL,
Ken Boothe,
Adolescents,
Blake Baxter,
Joyce Sims,
Ultra Naté,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Star Department,
Bill Wells,
Donald Byrd,
Jacques Brel,
Terry Callier,
Nik Kershaw,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Archie Shepp,
Infiniti,
Urselle,
Schoolly D,
Tears for Fears,
Arab on Radar,
Eve St. Jones,
Soul II Soul,
F. McDonald,
Flipper,
Chris & Cosey,
Bizarre Inc.,
T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L..
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.