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 Eritrea and from Taipei.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 D'Angelo to the dance 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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All Mars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stiv Bators record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Pole,
Scan 7,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Average White Band,
Tommy Roe,
Banda Bassotti,
MDC,
Jacques Brel,
James White and The Blacks,
Josef K,
Tres Demented,
The Slackers,
La Düsseldorf,
Rites of Spring,
Judy Mowatt,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Duran Duran,
Bob Dylan,
Shuggie Otis,
Gil Scott Heron,
Kevin Saunderson,
Tom Boy,
Roger Hodgson,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Dennis Brown,
The Invisible,
The Fuzztones,
The Fall,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Mojo Men,
The Doobie Brothers,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Knickerbockers,
The Buckinghams,
Cluster,
Lalann,
Dave Gahan,
Electric Prunes,
June of 44,
Basic Channel,
Pantytec,
FM Einheit,
Joy Division,
Heaven 17,
Bluetip,
Yellowson,
The Saints,
Mars,
Minny Pops,
The Trojans,
Black Moon,
Scrapy,
This Heat,
The Leaves,
Gong,
The Walker Brothers,
Ossler,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.