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 Guinea-Bissau 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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the snare 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 Rotary Connection to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Steve Hackett record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Birthday Party record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Metal Thangz,
Roy Ayers,
Q and Not U,
Technova,
LL Cool J,
Henry Cow,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Silicon Teens,
Can,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Gap Band,
Sonny Sharrock,
Oblivians,
Max Romeo,
Sparks,
Camberwell Now,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
the Germs,
Animal Collective,
Man Parrish,
The Durutti Column,
The Knickerbockers,
Jesper Dahlback,
Eric Copeland,
Colin Newman,
Pierre Henry,
Skriet,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Electric Prunes,
Yazoo,
Bobby Womack,
Reagan Youth,
Hasil Adkins,
The Techniques,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lou Christie,
The Smiths,
Lyres,
Bill Near,
The Monochrome Set,
Warren Ellis,
Lalann,
The Young Rascals,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jacob Miller,
Sixth Finger,
Pantytec,
The Gun Club,
Y Pants,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Curtis Mayfield,
Eddi Front,
Sandy B,
Bush Tetras,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Trumans Water,
the Slits,
Dawn Penn,
The Toasters,
Quando Quango,
Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs.
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.