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 Philippines and from Lagos.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Ossler to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Altered Images. All the underground hits.
All Gang Gang Dance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agent Orange record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Camberwell Now,
Scientists,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Vogues,
Brick,
Guru Guru,
Sandy B,
Average White Band,
Tom Boy,
The Toasters,
Thompson Twins,
Rites of Spring,
Lyres,
Dark Day,
Sarah Menescal,
Sexual Harrassment,
Cybotron,
Kool Moe Dee,
Gang Green,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Gun Club,
Jeff Mills,
The United States of America,
Juan Atkins,
Faust,
Excepter,
Echospace,
Jimmy McGriff,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
UT,
Pagans,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mission of Burma,
Man Parrish,
Black Flag,
Leonard Cohen,
Sight & Sound,
Yellowson,
Radiopuhelimet,
John Cale,
Neu!,
Connie Case,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bauhaus,
Icehouse,
Main Source,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sound Behaviour,
The Seeds,
Warsaw,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Raincoats,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Underground Resistance,
Marcia Griffiths,
DJ Sneak,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman.
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.