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 Suriname and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 sitar 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 The Mummies to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Flesh Eaters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siouxsie and the Banshees 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?
Roy Ayers,
Girls At Our Best!,
MDC,
Aural Exciters,
Erykah Badu,
Dave Gahan,
Supertramp,
Dawn Penn,
Maurizio,
Make Up,
Monolake,
The Selecter,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Moody Blues,
Jeff Lynne,
Soul II Soul,
Unwound,
Archie Shepp,
Soft Machine,
Blancmange,
H. Thieme,
Scrapy,
Darondo,
Eve St. Jones,
Gang Green,
Zero Boys,
Sun City Girls,
Tommy Roe,
Mr. Review,
Iggy Pop,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Q and Not U,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Gap Band,
Deakin,
Patti Smith,
John Lydon,
Section 25,
Pierre Henry,
DJ Style,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Rites of Spring,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ken Boothe,
The Velvet Underground,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Dirtbombs,
The Techniques,
Vainqueur,
Ralphi Rosario,
Vladislav Delay,
Y Pants,
Lucky Dragons,
The Barracudas,
The United States of America,
Kayak,
Metal Thangz,
The Last Poets,
T. Rex,
Janne Schatter,
Don Cherry,
Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses.
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.