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 Gambia and from Paris.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Mr. Review to the techno 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 Lungfish. All the underground hits.
All Marvin Gaye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Don Cherry,
Shuggie Otis,
The New Christs,
Bronski Beat,
Crash Course in Science,
Ponytail,
A Certain Ratio,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Laurel Aitken,
Mandrill,
Malaria!,
The Smiths,
Joe Smooth,
The Monochrome Set,
Lou Reed,
Yellowson,
Inner City,
Marmalade,
the Soft Cell,
Theoretical Girls,
Buzzcocks,
Leonard Cohen,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Cure,
Lungfish,
Warsaw,
The Angels of Light,
Visage,
The Monks,
The Moleskins,
Mary Jane Girls,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ultimate Spinach,
Brass Construction,
Soulsonic Force,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Wake,
Isaac Hayes,
Eurythmics,
Sonic Youth,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Vainqueur,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Five Americans,
Lou Christie,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
ABBA,
Wire,
Porter Ricks,
The Cramps,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Liliput,
The Invisible,
Cameo,
Dave Gahan,
D'Angelo,
Gang Gang Dance,
Tropical Tobacco,
Guru Guru,
Television,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves.
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.