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 Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 guitar 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 Sonic Youth to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Chocolate Watch Band. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slave 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Victims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arcadia,
Radiohead,
Royal Trux,
Eric Dolphy,
Metal Thangz,
Joy Division,
Eli Mardock,
The Moleskins,
Procol Harum,
Quando Quango,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bill Near,
Lou Christie,
Loose Ends,
Matthew Bourne,
Max Romeo,
Graham Central Station,
China Crisis,
Black Flag,
Ultra Naté,
Blancmange,
Marc Almond,
The Dirtbombs,
Urselle,
The Leaves,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
PIL,
The Last Poets,
Masters at Work,
Von Mondo,
D'Angelo,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Crispian St. Peters,
Terry Callier,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Agitation Free,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Throbbing Gristle,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Yusef Lateef,
Delon & Dalcan,
the Normal,
Alphaville,
Pharoah Sanders,
Depeche Mode,
Pulsallama,
Peter & Gordon,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Steve Hackett,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Young Marble Giants,
kango's stein massive,
One Last Wish,
X-Ray Spex,
Sex Pistols,
The Knickerbockers,
Newcleus,
Technova, Technova, Technova, Technova.
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.