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 Japan 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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Q65 to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Remains. All the underground hits.
All James White and The Blacks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quando Quango record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spandau Ballet,
Chrome,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Symarip,
Joe Smooth,
Derrick May,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Misunderstood,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Nik Kershaw,
Newcleus,
D'Angelo,
The Smoke,
Duran Duran,
Pierre Henry,
New Age Steppers,
Joensuu 1685,
Bootsy Collins,
Chris & Cosey,
Bill Wells,
Alphaville,
Cameo,
Vladislav Delay,
Pulsallama,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Letta Mbulu,
Iggy Pop,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Tears for Fears,
Stiv Bators,
Mark Hollis,
Charles Mingus,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
John Lydon,
The Electric Prunes,
The Cowsills,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Popol Vuh,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lalann,
Lou Reed,
Erasure,
Laurel Aitken,
Intrusion,
Altered Images,
Livin' Joy,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
David McCallum,
The Evens,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Au Pairs,
Rod Modell,
Arab on Radar,
Metal Thangz,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Motorama,
Henry Cow,
The Five Americans,
The Modern Lovers,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.