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 Taiwan and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 David Bowie 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 Aloha Tigers to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Bad Manners tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Fraelich record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Altered Images,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Blake Baxter,
Skaos,
Quando Quango,
Negative Approach,
Sight & Sound,
Amon Düül,
Dennis Brown,
Sister Nancy,
Jeff Mills,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Man Parrish,
Zero Boys,
Kerri Chandler,
EPMD,
Joe Smooth,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Lakeside,
Arab on Radar,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Dave Gahan,
Maurizio,
The Knickerbockers,
Erasure,
Andrew Hill,
Simply Red,
Procol Harum,
Lightning Bolt,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ludus,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Brick,
The Slackers,
Magma,
Lyres,
Eli Mardock,
Sugar Minott,
LL Cool J,
Roxette,
The Angels of Light,
Lungfish,
Vladislav Delay,
Suburban Knight,
The Buckinghams,
Nick Fraelich,
E-Dancer,
Excepter,
Moss Icon,
Ken Boothe,
Babytalk,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Niagra,
Bluetip,
Ten City,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Nation of Ulysses,
Terry Callier,
the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays.
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.