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 Andorra and from Lille.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Glasgow.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the clarinet 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 The Red Krayola to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Camberwell Now. All the underground hits.
All The Pop Group tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minutemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
Marine Girls,
The Sound,
Das Ding,
Wire,
Delta 5,
Lalann,
Pere Ubu,
Marmalade,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Nas,
Babytalk,
Rites of Spring,
Tim Buckley,
Fad Gadget,
Bootsy Collins,
The Count Five,
Vainqueur,
Minny Pops,
Davy DMX,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lungfish,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Von Mondo,
Nik Kershaw,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Associates,
The Tremeloes,
Gregory Isaacs,
Jacques Brel,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Tommy Roe,
Stiv Bators,
Main Source,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Red Krayola,
Bill Wells,
Outsiders,
Flash Fearless,
Quantec,
The Monochrome Set,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Idris Muhammad,
Derrick May,
The American Breed,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Nico,
Pantytec,
Ponytail,
Soul II Soul,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Dead C,
Susan Cadogan,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Barrington Levy,
Angry Samoans,
Gabor Szabo,
The Buckinghams,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Pulsallama,
The Offenders,
Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker.
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.