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 Belgium and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Marmalade to the electroclash 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 A Flock of Seagulls. All the underground hits.
All Public Enemy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cowsills record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arthur Verocai,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Slick Rick,
Pantaleimon,
Television Personalities,
Moebius,
Brothers Johnson,
The Victims,
Brick,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Royal Trux,
Gerry Rafferty,
Quando Quango,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Alphaville,
Skriet,
David McCallum,
Vainqueur,
The Happenings,
the Normal,
Faust,
Wally Richardson,
Harpers Bizarre,
Zero Boys,
Surgeon,
Warren Ellis,
The Birthday Party,
Soft Machine,
World's Most,
FM Einheit,
Minnie Riperton,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Arab on Radar,
Urselle,
Johnny Osbourne,
Iggy Pop,
Judy Mowatt,
Joy Division,
Black Pus,
Tears for Fears,
The Motions,
The Zeros,
The Real Kids,
Man Parrish,
Y Pants,
Von Mondo,
Nas,
Intrusion,
The Moleskins,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Moby Grape,
Nico,
Kenny Larkin,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Los Fastidios,
Anthony Braxton,
AZ,
Laurel Aitken,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Funkadelic,
a-ha,
James White and The Blacks,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.