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 Japan 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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the rap 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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All The Royal Family And The Poor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Misunderstood,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Camouflage,
the Soft Cell,
The Seeds,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bauhaus,
Josef K,
Parry Music,
Eric Dolphy,
The Red Krayola,
Frankie Knuckles,
Neu!,
Maurizio,
Oneida,
Sun Ra,
Ossler,
Hot Snakes,
Easy Going,
Michelle Simonal,
PIL,
Terrestrial Tones,
Procol Harum,
Magma,
Au Pairs,
Lungfish,
Slick Rick,
Bob Dylan,
Crooked Eye,
The Moleskins,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Talk Talk,
Groovy Waters,
Cheater Slicks,
Bobby Womack,
48th St. Collective,
Brothers Johnson,
Scrapy,
Bluetip,
Ronnie Foster,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Sound,
B.T. Express,
Ten City,
Ituana,
Buzzcocks,
Bang On A Can,
The Modern Lovers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Marc Almond,
Johnny Osbourne,
Severed Heads,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Angels of Light,
Erasure,
Aloha Tigers,
Sonny Sharrock,
Surgeon,
Zero Boys,
a-ha,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.