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 Cyprus and from Manchester.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 arpeggiator 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 Soulsonic Force to the funk 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds. All the underground hits.
All Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dirtbombs 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Normal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moleskins,
Flash Fearless,
Fluxion,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Pharoah Sanders,
Clear Light,
Electric Light Orchestra,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Warren Ellis,
Newcleus,
The Young Rascals,
Bootsy Collins,
Grauzone,
The Index,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
cv313,
Bush Tetras,
Alton Ellis,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Man Eating Sloth,
Ornette Coleman,
Cheater Slicks,
Joy Division,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lou Christie,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Throbbing Gristle,
Steve Hackett,
The Gories,
Ludus,
These Immortal Souls,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
the Germs,
Skriet,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Tears for Fears,
Crash Course in Science,
Stereo Dub,
Minutemen,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Marine Girls,
Lower 48,
Niagra,
Echospace,
Peter & Gordon,
Crime,
Boredoms,
Icehouse,
Lucky Dragons,
Rakim,
Lindisfarne,
The Gap Band,
Chris & Cosey,
Model 500,
Scientists,
Can,
The Red Krayola,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
JFA,
The Angels of Light,
The Durutti Column,
the Normal,
Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents.
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.