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 New York.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Lungfish to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Misunderstood. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masters at Work record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MDC,
John Coltrane,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tommy Roe,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ten City,
The Fire Engines,
The Fugs,
Subhumans,
Fluxion,
Yusef Lateef,
Infiniti,
FM Einheit,
The Young Rascals,
MC5,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
New Age Steppers,
The Smiths,
Trumans Water,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
JFA,
The Cosmic Jokers,
ABBA,
the Swans,
Maleditus Sound,
The Gories,
Cluster,
Icehouse,
Roger Hodgson,
The Monochrome Set,
the Sonics,
Quantec,
Q65,
Curtis Mayfield,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Hoover,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ken Boothe,
Hot Snakes,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Black Bananas,
Duran Duran,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Avey Tare,
Symarip,
Darondo,
Pantytec,
Newcleus,
Sarah Menescal,
Warren Ellis,
Silicon Teens,
Panda Bear,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Golliwogs,
Drive Like Jehu,
Camberwell Now,
Magma,
Big Daddy Kane,
Junior Murvin,
The Evens,
Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket.
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.