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 Ecuador and from Johannesburg.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Kayak to the grime 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 The Toasters. All the underground hits.
All the Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
Simply Red,
The Detroit Cobras,
Gregory Isaacs,
Anakelly,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Masters at Work,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Magma,
T.S.O.L.,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Fela Kuti,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Brass Construction,
Little Man,
The Victims,
Rhythm & Sound,
Index,
Tom Boy,
Hot Snakes,
Jawbox,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Robert Wyatt,
Fluxion,
Gang of Four,
FM Einheit,
Second Layer,
Monks,
Mantronix,
The Invisible,
Altered Images,
The Pretty Things,
The Sound,
Heaven 17,
The Skatalites,
The Wake,
Gichy Dan,
Los Fastidios,
Ultra Naté,
L. Decosne,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Barbara Tucker,
Franke,
Essential Logic,
Steve Hackett,
Funkadelic,
Main Source,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Soul Sonic Force,
8 Eyed Spy,
Idris Muhammad,
Boredoms,
Ultimate Spinach,
Derrick May,
JFA,
Eric Dolphy,
Yusef Lateef,
Vainqueur,
Moebius,
a-ha,
Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne.
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.