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 Libya and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 JFA to the dance 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 Con Funk Shun. All the underground hits.
All Be Bop Deluxe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lungfish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ponytail,
Fluxion,
Yaz,
Magazine,
Television Personalities,
the Human League,
Crash Course in Science,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Remains,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Boogie Down Productions,
Eve St. Jones,
Mary Jane Girls,
Negative Approach,
MDC,
The Angels of Light,
Organ,
Tropical Tobacco,
Swell Maps,
K-Klass,
Chris Corsano,
China Crisis,
Avey Tare,
The Detroit Cobras,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Robert Hood,
Suburban Knight,
Boz Scaggs,
Au Pairs,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Yellowson,
Mission of Burma,
Vainqueur,
Amon Düül,
Q and Not U,
Spandau Ballet,
Porter Ricks,
The Toasters,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Faraquet,
Glenn Branca,
Aswad,
The Skatalites,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Cure,
Eddi Front,
Rapeman,
the Normal,
Bad Manners,
Minny Pops,
Frankie Knuckles,
Anakelly,
Stereo Dub,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Doors,
Deakin, Deakin, Deakin, Deakin.
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.