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 the UAE and from Accra.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Seoul.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Kas Product to the electroclash 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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All A Flock of Seagulls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Angels of Light 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Model 500,
Neil Young,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ossler,
Nils Olav,
Laurel Aitken,
Surgeon,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Funkadelic,
Matthew Bourne,
Black Pus,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gregory Isaacs,
New York Dolls,
Joy Division,
Mad Mike,
New Order,
MC5,
Colin Newman,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Wally Richardson,
The Raincoats,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ultravox,
The Index,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Gories,
Ohio Players,
The Names,
Nik Kershaw,
James White and The Blacks,
Fluxion,
The Five Americans,
Pole,
the Normal,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Max Romeo,
The Doobie Brothers,
Inner City,
The Star Department,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Albert Ayler,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Victims,
Icehouse,
Iggy Pop,
John Cale,
Hashim,
Metal Thangz,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Shadows of Knight,
Gichy Dan,
Sparks,
Television Personalities,
Dual Sessions,
Pharoah Sanders,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Popol Vuh,
Darondo,
The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies.
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.