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 Barbados and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Cairo.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Japan to the electroclash 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 Bronski Beat. All the underground hits.
All Rites of Spring tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
Rufus Thomas,
Pierre Henry,
Lee Hazlewood,
Essential Logic,
Agent Orange,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Chrome,
Roy Ayers,
James White and The Blacks,
The Pretty Things,
Barrington Levy,
Warren Ellis,
Pole,
Barry Ungar,
Thompson Twins,
Ice-T,
The Invisible,
Goldenarms,
Gabor Szabo,
the Swans,
Joy Division,
Radiohead,
Freddie Wadling,
Swans,
The Buckinghams,
Shuggie Otis,
Soft Cell,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Frankie Knuckles,
Marc Almond,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Skarface,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Hoover,
Black Bananas,
Nils Olav,
Leonard Cohen,
The Associates,
Maurizio,
Das Ding,
Crime,
The Gap Band,
The Saints,
Sonny Sharrock,
Radio Birdman,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
T. Rex,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
the Bar-Kays,
Basic Channel,
Arab on Radar,
MC5,
Camouflage,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Eric Copeland,
Steve Hackett,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Last Poets,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.