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 St Lucia and from Hong Kong.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Skarface to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Alton Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New York Dolls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bluetip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
The Pretty Things,
Circle Jerks,
Mo-Dettes,
The Detroit Cobras,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Unwound,
Nas,
Hashim,
DJ Style,
Warren Ellis,
Davy DMX,
Second Layer,
Arthur Verocai,
Wire,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Young Rascals,
Barclay James Harvest,
Audionom,
Al Stewart,
Bad Manners,
Nick Fraelich,
Howard Jones,
La Düsseldorf,
Ice-T,
Pierre Henry,
The Five Americans,
Infiniti,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
David McCallum,
World's Most,
Matthew Bourne,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Dawn Penn,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Count Five,
Thompson Twins,
The Selecter,
Bizarre Inc.,
Soft Machine,
Suburban Knight,
Susan Cadogan,
Von Mondo,
New York Dolls,
Bobby Sherman,
Grandmaster Flash,
Camberwell Now,
Alton Ellis,
Lalann,
Chrome,
The Real Kids,
Quadrant,
The Birthday Party,
Big Daddy Kane,
Faraquet,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Spoonie Gee,
Fugazi,
Marine Girls,
Cameo,
Vainqueur,
The Associates,
Outsiders,
Terry Callier,
AZ, AZ, AZ, AZ.
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.