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 St Lucia and from Beijing.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 harpsichord 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 Black Moon to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Moebius. All the underground hits.
All Kango’s Stein Massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ralphi Rosario record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rakim,
Lou Christie,
The Fall,
Model 500,
Gang Gang Dance,
Wasted Youth,
Magma,
Sexual Harrassment,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Drive Like Jehu,
the Soft Cell,
the Human League,
Bush Tetras,
Technova,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ultra Naté,
Deakin,
AZ,
The Names,
Aaron Thompson,
Los Fastidios,
Television Personalities,
Q and Not U,
Tubeway Army,
Danielle Patucci,
Lyres,
The Moleskins,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Josef K,
The Five Americans,
The Dave Clark Five,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rod Modell,
Eric B and Rakim,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
T. Rex,
Soul II Soul,
The Pop Group,
Harmonia,
Main Source,
Delon & Dalcan,
Agitation Free,
The Toasters,
Das Ding,
Robert Wyatt,
Donny Hathaway,
Zapp,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jerry Gold Smith,
D'Angelo,
The J.B.'s,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Grass Roots,
Television,
Lebanon Hanover,
Erasure,
Junior Murvin,
Duran Duran,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Suburban Knight,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.