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 Philippines and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 linndrum 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 Gong to the disco 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 Skriet. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Half Japanese 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Wells,
The Trojans,
Eve St. Jones,
Negative Approach,
Black Sheep,
Bauhaus,
Donald Byrd,
Ken Boothe,
Jerry's Kids,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Traffic Nightmare,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Country Teasers,
The Victims,
Barclay James Harvest,
Barrington Levy,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Raincoats,
Pierre Henry,
Byron Stingily,
The Leaves,
Gang Green,
Clear Light,
The Skatalites,
Parry Music,
The Human League,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Wolf Eyes,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
K-Klass,
Royal Trux,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ultravox,
Funky Four + One,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Average White Band,
Graham Central Station,
The Real Kids,
Bronski Beat,
Ultra Naté,
Los Fastidios,
Letta Mbulu,
June Days,
Tres Demented,
David McCallum,
Fad Gadget,
Zapp,
Radio Birdman,
The Doors,
One Last Wish,
Lower 48,
Cluster,
Ten City,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sound Behaviour,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Roxy Music,
Oblivians,
Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic.
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.