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 New Zealand and from Lyon.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 David Axelrod to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Yellowson. All the underground hits.
All Trumans Water tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warsaw 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Au Pairs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faust,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
La Düsseldorf,
The Flesh Eaters,
Black Bananas,
Frankie Knuckles,
Scratch Acid,
Clear Light,
Maurizio,
Wire,
Inner City,
Bootsy Collins,
Pere Ubu,
Glenn Branca,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bronski Beat,
Ornette Coleman,
The Blues Magoos,
the Slits,
David Axelrod,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Second Layer,
Robert Hood,
Sound Behaviour,
Technova,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Max Romeo,
Fela Kuti,
Derrick Morgan,
Joe Smooth,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Trojans,
Howard Jones,
cv313,
Dead Boys,
Chris Corsano,
China Crisis,
Amazonics,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Modern Lovers,
Yaz,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kas Product,
Kerri Chandler,
MDC,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Johnny Clarke,
The Count Five,
Derrick May,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Fire Engines,
Steve Hackett,
Anthony Braxton,
Model 500,
Cybotron,
Liliput,
Icehouse,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lee Hazlewood,
David Bowie,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed.
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.