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 Lebanon and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Tremeloes to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Blossom Toes. All the underground hits.
All Siouxsie and the Banshees tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slits 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deakin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cosmic Jokers,
Swell Maps,
Franke,
Ludus,
Rekid,
Toni Rubio,
Chrome,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Fall,
World's Most,
Radiohead,
F. McDonald,
Animal Collective,
Echospace,
Deakin,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Maleditus Sound,
X-Ray Spex,
Scrapy,
Roy Ayers,
Boredoms,
Black Sheep,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
DJ Sneak,
Blake Baxter,
Ultimate Spinach,
China Crisis,
The Searchers,
The Real Kids,
The Litter,
Isaac Hayes,
L. Decosne,
Thompson Twins,
Soft Cell,
Arthur Verocai,
Lalo Schifrin,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Niagra,
Tommy Roe,
The New Christs,
Johnny Clarke,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Accadde A,
The Evens,
Brass Construction,
Electric Prunes,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Adolescents,
The Beau Brummels,
Motorama,
Technova,
Interpol,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Mandrill,
Bauhaus,
The Black Dice,
Bluetip,
Eddi Front,
Cheater Slicks,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Monks,
Guru Guru,
The Young Rascals,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.