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 Libya and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 Sao Paulo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 guitar 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 Quando Quango to the electroclash 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 Country Joe & The Fish. All the underground hits.
All Crash Course in Science tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Second Layer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
This Heat,
Godley & Creme,
Sight & Sound,
Jeff Lynne,
Iggy Pop,
Cluster,
the Sonics,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lungfish,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Stooges,
Boz Scaggs,
Echospace,
Big Daddy Kane,
Inner City,
Marvin Gaye,
Angry Samoans,
Khruangbin,
Audionom,
Yellowson,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
the Bar-Kays,
Anakelly,
The Velvet Underground,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Smog,
Boogie Down Productions,
kango's stein massive,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Schoolly D,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ultravox,
Circle Jerks,
The United States of America,
Mission of Burma,
Rhythm & Sound,
JFA,
Howard Jones,
Dave Gahan,
Clear Light,
Joy Division,
Bob Dylan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Maurizio,
Bad Manners,
Gong,
Jandek,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lucky Dragons,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Dirtbombs,
Dark Day,
The Walker Brothers,
Magma,
Rosa Yemen,
Stetsasonic,
Pierre Henry,
Section 25,
Hot Snakes,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Brick,
Excepter,
Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket.
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.