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 South Sudan and from Woodstock.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Cowsills to the punk 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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All Altered Images tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lower 48,
The Human League,
Clear Light,
Delon & Dalcan,
Mantronix,
Rhythm & Sound,
Arab on Radar,
Michelle Simonal,
The Dead C,
The Doors,
The Associates,
Curtis Mayfield,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bronski Beat,
Popol Vuh,
Boredoms,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Yusef Lateef,
Interpol,
Sex Pistols,
Wire,
Adolescents,
Crash Course in Science,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Monochrome Set,
Brothers Johnson,
In Retrospect,
The Count Five,
Marmalade,
Liliput,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Scott Walker,
The Doobie Brothers,
the Fania All-Stars,
Nico,
Moss Icon,
Rites of Spring,
Fugazi,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Erasure,
Surgeon,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Motorama,
Unwound,
Ten City,
Black Bananas,
Gichy Dan,
One Last Wish,
MC5,
Alison Limerick,
Marcia Griffiths,
Funky Four + One,
The Move,
Royal Trux,
Echospace,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.