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 Malaysia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Nick Fraelich to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Hashim. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Normal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
Sonic Youth,
Joe Smooth,
Agitation Free,
Unwound,
Amazonics,
Man Eating Sloth,
Johnny Clarke,
Lindisfarne,
Malaria!,
The Golliwogs,
Barry Ungar,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Harry Pussy,
Swell Maps,
John Foxx,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Wings,
Joy Division,
Q65,
Ken Boothe,
Harmonia,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Silicon Teens,
Josef K,
This Heat,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Dave Gahan,
Barrington Levy,
Frankie Knuckles,
Kas Product,
a-ha,
Easy Going,
Agent Orange,
The Velvet Underground,
Can,
Rapeman,
Todd Rundgren,
Slick Rick,
Brand Nubian,
Von Mondo,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Busters,
The Pretty Things,
Bootsy Collins,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Move,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ronnie Foster,
Camouflage,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Leaves,
Johnny Osbourne,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Moebius,
Animal Collective,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Monochrome Set,
Eddi Front,
The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible.
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.