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 Spain and from Tokyo.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Lou Reed 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 Kerri Chandler to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Fire Engines. All the underground hits.
All The Litter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marc Almond 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
The Golliwogs,
Tres Demented,
Mary Jane Girls,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Young Marble Giants,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
H. Thieme,
Barrington Levy,
Goldenarms,
Drexciya,
Stereo Dub,
Second Layer,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Stiv Bators,
Lebanon Hanover,
Unrelated Segments,
Lyres,
Brass Construction,
Lou Reed,
Urselle,
Camberwell Now,
Michelle Simonal,
the Normal,
Fear,
The United States of America,
Robert Görl,
Swans,
Hot Snakes,
Reagan Youth,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Godley & Creme,
Danielle Patucci,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Barclay James Harvest,
Maurizio,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Cowsills,
Lucky Dragons,
Pulsallama,
Talk Talk,
Rod Modell,
June Days,
Bill Near,
Mandrill,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Au Pairs,
Tears for Fears,
The Five Americans,
Massinfluence,
The Zeros,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jawbox,
Neil Young,
ABBA,
Technova,
James White and The Blacks,
Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.
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.