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 Kiribati 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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the organ 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 The Doors to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Howard Jones. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Freddie Wadling record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harmonia,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Fluxion,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Saccharine Trust,
ABC,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Siglo XX,
Matthew Bourne,
Marvin Gaye,
The Monochrome Set,
Aaron Thompson,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
X-Ray Spex,
The Leaves,
Tim Buckley,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Absolute Body Control,
Rod Modell,
Rhythm & Sound,
Vainqueur,
Fear,
Sandy B,
The Beau Brummels,
Au Pairs,
Severed Heads,
Interpol,
Joensuu 1685,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Schoolly D,
Kool Moe Dee,
Traffic Nightmare,
Mad Mike,
Wolf Eyes,
The Dead C,
Donny Hathaway,
Groovy Waters,
Negative Approach,
The Fuzztones,
The Fire Engines,
The Count Five,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Country Teasers,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Marshall Jefferson,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
OOIOO,
Warsaw,
Tom Boy,
Eurythmics,
Youth Brigade,
Soft Machine,
Camberwell Now,
Black Sheep,
Oblivians,
Grey Daturas,
Harry Pussy,
Agent Orange,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat.
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.