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 Burundi and from Glasgow.
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 Woodstock and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Half Japanese to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Scratch Acid. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tommy Roe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
48th St. Collective,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Buzzcocks,
Bad Manners,
Black Moon,
KRS-One,
Basic Channel,
Davy DMX,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bill Wells,
Tim Buckley,
Yaz,
The Dirtbombs,
Rites of Spring,
Bizarre Inc.,
Section 25,
Skriet,
The Sonics,
Reagan Youth,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Japan,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Massinfluence,
Das Ding,
Soul Sonic Force,
Infiniti,
Newcleus,
Oblivians,
Eric Copeland,
Guru Guru,
The Modern Lovers,
Pierre Henry,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ornette Coleman,
Colin Newman,
Robert Görl,
Gerry Rafferty,
Crispian St. Peters,
Organ,
Tears for Fears,
Sight & Sound,
Dark Day,
Second Layer,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Blake Baxter,
Kerrie Biddell,
John Cale,
Brand Nubian,
Gichy Dan,
Theoretical Girls,
Nick Fraelich,
Stetsasonic,
Bobby Sherman,
Kas Product,
Rapeman,
Freddie Wadling,
China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis.
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.