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 Seychelles and from Tokyo.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 synthesizer 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the disco 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 John Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim 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 mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sixth Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quantec,
Technova,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Quando Quango,
The Red Krayola,
Yusef Lateef,
Camberwell Now,
The Blues Magoos,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rufus Thomas,
Sugar Minott,
Pussy Galore,
FM Einheit,
the Germs,
The Gladiators,
D'Angelo,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Toasters,
Sound Behaviour,
Sonic Youth,
Oblivians,
Jeff Lynne,
Ponytail,
Eddi Front,
Mark Hollis,
Black Bananas,
The Associates,
Massinfluence,
New York Dolls,
Josef K,
The Electric Prunes,
Black Moon,
Oneida,
Reuben Wilson,
Rites of Spring,
Basic Channel,
Maurizio,
Eurythmics,
Joyce Sims,
Colin Newman,
Scott Walker,
Sister Nancy,
Blake Baxter,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pulsallama,
X-Ray Spex,
Amazonics,
Rapeman,
Anthony Braxton,
Surgeon,
Rod Modell,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Barracudas,
Crash Course in Science,
John Lydon,
Absolute Body Control,
Mary Jane Girls,
Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling.
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.