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 Palau and from Glasgow.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Lagos.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the sitar 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 Hasil Adkins 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 Country Teasers. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Divine Comedy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Raincoats,
Harmonia,
Kas Product,
Idris Muhammad,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Das Ding,
Zero Boys,
Vainqueur,
The Leaves,
Metal Thangz,
Matthew Halsall,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Malaria!,
The Slackers,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Model 500,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Procol Harum,
Dorothy Ashby,
Thompson Twins,
Bobby Sherman,
Bootsy Collins,
Chrome,
Erasure,
Rites of Spring,
The Skatalites,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Gap Band,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
KRS-One,
Main Source,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Cluster,
The J.B.'s,
Ponytail,
Marvin Gaye,
The Cowsills,
Can,
Tubeway Army,
Lower 48,
Ohio Players,
Cecil Taylor,
The Fire Engines,
Visage,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Anakelly,
David Axelrod,
Scratch Acid,
Eli Mardock,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Moebius,
The Wake,
X-101,
Chris Corsano,
Radio Birdman,
Don Cherry,
kango's stein massive,
Cal Tjader,
Mark Hollis,
The Selecter,
Yusef Lateef,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.