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 Indonesia and from Shanghai.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the sitar 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 Wire 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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gun Club 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum 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 clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fluxion,
John Cale,
Bush Tetras,
Stockholm Monsters,
Joe Smooth,
Roxy Music,
Rekid,
Television Personalities,
the Swans,
The Gap Band,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Johnny Clarke,
Tears for Fears,
Nick Fraelich,
Newcleus,
Peter & Gordon,
Bang On A Can,
Angry Samoans,
Traffic Nightmare,
Hardrive,
Gong,
Radiohead,
The Grass Roots,
Circle Jerks,
The Real Kids,
Sight & Sound,
Los Fastidios,
Quadrant,
Qualms,
Matthew Halsall,
Youth Brigade,
Laurel Aitken,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Ossler,
Underground Resistance,
Boredoms,
Bobby Byrd,
Crash Course in Science,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Curtis Mayfield,
Neu!,
Quantec,
Donny Hathaway,
Soft Machine,
John Coltrane,
Pantytec,
Kaleidoscope,
Main Source,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jeff Lynne,
Sugar Minott,
Kerrie Biddell,
Johnny Osbourne,
Supertramp,
Brand Nubian,
Procol Harum,
Alice Coltrane,
Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies.
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.