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 Vietnam and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Jesper Dahlback to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Erykah Badu. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
T.S.O.L.,
Yaz,
Derrick Morgan,
David McCallum,
John Cale,
Massinfluence,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gabor Szabo,
Pierre Henry,
Groovy Waters,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Durutti Column,
The Birthday Party,
Juan Atkins,
The Sonics,
Marcia Griffiths,
Swans,
The Moleskins,
Dave Gahan,
Tom Boy,
Kas Product,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Thee Headcoats,
Ken Boothe,
Supertramp,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lucky Dragons,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Angels of Light,
Scratch Acid,
Jacques Brel,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Five Americans,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Q65,
Ohio Players,
Gregory Isaacs,
Charles Mingus,
Barbara Tucker,
Jawbox,
The Motions,
The J.B.'s,
8 Eyed Spy,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Buckinghams,
Monks,
Anakelly,
Nation of Ulysses,
Monolake,
Jeff Mills,
kango's stein massive,
Arcadia,
Ituana,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Fad Gadget,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jacob Miller,
Nick Fraelich,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Slave, Slave, Slave, Slave.
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.