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 Algeria 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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 rhodes 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 Quando Quango to the rock 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 Laurel Aitken. All the underground hits.
All The J.B.'s tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grey Daturas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Man Parrish,
James White and The Blacks,
Pere Ubu,
Peter & Gordon,
Graham Central Station,
Arthur Verocai,
Todd Rundgren,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Trumans Water,
Kerrie Biddell,
Marcia Griffiths,
Oblivians,
Radiohead,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Popol Vuh,
MC5,
Monolake,
The Doobie Brothers,
Eric Dolphy,
Wire,
Technova,
Laurel Aitken,
New Age Steppers,
Roy Ayers,
Echospace,
Lalann,
Metal Thangz,
The Raincoats,
Gang of Four,
Flash Fearless,
Archie Shepp,
Janne Schatter,
Byron Stingily,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gil Scott Heron,
Urselle,
The Gun Club,
The Mojo Men,
Brass Construction,
Symarip,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Five Americans,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Mantronix,
Pole,
Supertramp,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gerry Rafferty,
Curtis Mayfield,
Television Personalities,
Ken Boothe,
Rotary Connection,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bob Dylan,
The Smiths,
Bauhaus,
Procol Harum,
The Moleskins,
Smog,
John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx.
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.