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 Thailand and from Copenhagen.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch to the techno 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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All The Buckinghams tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Accadde A record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
Eurythmics,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Aloha Tigers,
Ultra Naté,
Gang Gang Dance,
David Bowie,
Kas Product,
Alison Limerick,
Soul Sonic Force,
K-Klass,
Massinfluence,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lungfish,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Cal Tjader,
Black Sheep,
Johnny Osbourne,
Blake Baxter,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Shoche,
Flipper,
Infiniti,
The Doors,
Colin Newman,
Franke,
New Age Steppers,
Yusef Lateef,
Jeff Mills,
The Alarm Clocks,
Jesper Dahlback,
Symarip,
The Modern Lovers,
Mark Hollis,
Main Source,
The Sonics,
The United States of America,
Ludus,
The Five Americans,
Don Cherry,
Jacob Miller,
Pantytec,
Nick Fraelich,
Altered Images,
Lyres,
Magazine,
the Normal,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ultravox,
Mantronix,
The Seeds,
Boredoms,
Sixth Finger,
Simply Red,
Youth Brigade,
The Pretty Things,
The Misunderstood,
Jimmy McGriff,
the Swans,
The Barracudas,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.