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 Chile 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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Lyon.
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 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 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 Radiohead to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Funkadelic. All the underground hits.
All The Tremeloes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Neon Judgement record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chrome,
Aloha Tigers,
Brick,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Angels of Light,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Velvet Underground,
Joyce Sims,
Livin' Joy,
Alphaville,
One Last Wish,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Moebius,
Soulsonic Force,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Flipper,
Vladislav Delay,
Nils Olav,
Minor Threat,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Avey Tare,
Sugar Minott,
Quadrant,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Procol Harum,
Vainqueur,
Bill Near,
Al Stewart,
the Human League,
Anthony Braxton,
Schoolly D,
Urselle,
Stiv Bators,
Darondo,
Morten Harket,
Lee Hazlewood,
June Days,
Derrick Morgan,
Kayak,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Swell Maps,
Sonic Youth,
Japan,
Second Layer,
Dorothy Ashby,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bootsy Collins,
The Pretty Things,
The Slackers,
Qualms,
Skaos,
The Fortunes,
Lightning Bolt,
Gang of Four,
Skarface,
Sunsets and Hearts,
MDC,
JFA,
Josef K,
New Age Steppers,
Joy Division,
Jesper Dahlback,
Tim Buckley,
The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine.
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.