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 Bhutan and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Tim Buckley to the punk 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 The Remains. All the underground hits.
All La Düsseldorf tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every L. Decosne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Yaz,
John Lydon,
Section 25,
Tom Boy,
The Red Krayola,
Minny Pops,
Thompson Twins,
David McCallum,
Von Mondo,
Deadbeat,
Clear Light,
John Foxx,
Idris Muhammad,
Eric B and Rakim,
the Bar-Kays,
Robert Wyatt,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Pet Shop Boys,
Althea and Donna,
The Real Kids,
The Blackbyrds,
Barclay James Harvest,
Basic Channel,
Isaac Hayes,
Al Stewart,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Neon Judgement,
Funkadelic,
Joensuu 1685,
Blossom Toes,
Bluetip,
Nils Olav,
Grey Daturas,
Sarah Menescal,
The Golliwogs,
Skaos,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Country Teasers,
Colin Newman,
Guru Guru,
Alton Ellis,
Suicide,
Quantec,
Arcadia,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sparks,
Soft Machine,
Kerrie Biddell,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bizarre Inc.,
10cc,
Pere Ubu,
Babytalk,
Whodini,
Bronski Beat,
The Five Americans,
Dual Sessions,
The Fortunes,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.