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 Malaysia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Swans to the funk 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 Arcadia. All the underground hits.
All Gang Gang Dance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wasted Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Half Japanese record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Au Pairs,
Gerry Rafferty,
These Immortal Souls,
Blossom Toes,
Gabor Szabo,
KRS-One,
Ornette Coleman,
The Human League,
Black Sheep,
Unrelated Segments,
Cybotron,
Cymande,
Desert Stars,
Little Man,
Banda Bassotti,
FM Einheit,
The Blackbyrds,
The Star Department,
Deadbeat,
Masters at Work,
Brand Nubian,
Stiv Bators,
The Fire Engines,
Bluetip,
Dawn Penn,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Moleskins,
Goldenarms,
Agitation Free,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Gap Band,
the Soft Cell,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Glenn Branca,
AZ,
Rufus Thomas,
The Kinks,
Soft Cell,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Procol Harum,
Oblivians,
Severed Heads,
Eddi Front,
Sugar Minott,
Patti Smith,
Joensuu 1685,
Bang On A Can,
Grandmaster Flash,
Jesper Dahlback,
The New Christs,
Kenny Larkin,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Brothers Johnson,
Index,
The Last Poets,
Television Personalities,
Jacques Brel,
Thee Headcoats,
Young Marble Giants,
Moby Grape,
Quadrant,
Mr. Review,
Junior Murvin,
The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers.
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.