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 Guatemala and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 theremin 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 Silicon Teens to the grunge 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 Outsiders. All the underground hits.
All World's Most tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe 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 synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Au Pairs,
Wire,
Mr. Review,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Monochrome Set,
Oblivians,
The United States of America,
The Moody Blues,
Robert Wyatt,
The Walker Brothers,
Franke,
Junior Murvin,
Pussy Galore,
Hasil Adkins,
Vainqueur,
Rhythm & Sound,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
E-Dancer,
The Human League,
Tropical Tobacco,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mark Hollis,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Mars,
John Foxx,
Newcleus,
the Swans,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Das Ding,
Ultravox,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
DNA,
Rites of Spring,
Pet Shop Boys,
Surgeon,
The Gun Club,
Todd Rundgren,
The Fall,
Warren Ellis,
Tubeway Army,
The Martian,
Bronski Beat,
The Associates,
Cheater Slicks,
Graham Central Station,
Sam Rivers,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Howard Jones,
Roger Hodgson,
Dorothy Ashby,
Shuggie Otis,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ronnie Foster,
Absolute Body Control,
One Last Wish,
Albert Ayler,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Q and Not U,
Gang of Four,
The Stooges,
Pagans, Pagans, Pagans, Pagans.
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.