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 Malta and from Manchester.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Mumbai.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the organ 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 The Gap Band to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Spandau Ballet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masters at Work 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Television,
Sparks,
Deadbeat,
DNA,
Dawn Penn,
The Doors,
Flash Fearless,
Panda Bear,
Maurizio,
CMW,
Loose Ends,
Ultra Naté,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Busters,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Move,
Gang of Four,
The United States of America,
Thee Headcoats,
AZ,
Ice-T,
Gabor Szabo,
Los Fastidios,
Juan Atkins,
Sun Ra,
Avey Tare,
Barbara Tucker,
The Music Machine,
Boogie Down Productions,
10cc,
Gang Gang Dance,
Eric B and Rakim,
Erasure,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Suicide,
Erykah Badu,
The Gun Club,
Peter & Gordon,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Delta 5,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Residents,
Franke,
Kurtis Blow,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Nas,
Oblivians,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Wally Richardson,
June of 44,
Von Mondo,
Alton Ellis,
Stockholm Monsters,
Crispian St. Peters,
Marvin Gaye,
Monolake,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Grandmaster Flash,
Soft Cell,
New Age Steppers,
Steve Hackett,
Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music.
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.