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 Poland and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Hong Kong.
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 clarinet 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 Rod Modell to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Pere Ubu. All the underground hits.
All Slave tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Theoretical Girls,
The Happenings,
Nico,
E-Dancer,
Symarip,
Sparks,
Soulsonic Force,
Joey Negro,
The Gories,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Delon & Dalcan,
10cc,
Jacques Brel,
Q65,
The Wake,
The Electric Prunes,
Jerry Gold Smith,
One Last Wish,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Remains,
the Bar-Kays,
Arthur Verocai,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Underground Resistance,
Mantronix,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lucky Dragons,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Buckinghams,
the Normal,
Audionom,
EPMD,
T.S.O.L.,
Visage,
The Move,
Colin Newman,
Swans,
Patti Smith,
Dave Gahan,
Fugazi,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Suicide,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Sonics,
Pierre Henry,
Roxy Music,
Yazoo,
Soft Cell,
Moby Grape,
The Stooges,
48th St. Collective,
The Kinks,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Victims,
Barrington Levy,
Derrick May,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Country Teasers,
Public Image Ltd.,
Joe Smooth,
The Zeros,
Newcleus,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.