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 Sri Lanka and from Milan.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Clear Light to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Monks. All the underground hits.
All Gian Franco Pienzio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every L. Decosne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Interpol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Organ,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Joyce Sims,
B.T. Express,
Fela Kuti,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Arab on Radar,
The Birthday Party,
Von Mondo,
Gichy Dan,
Crime,
The Busters,
The Gories,
The Detroit Cobras,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Names,
Howard Jones,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
EPMD,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Tomorrow,
Marc Almond,
Alison Limerick,
Barrington Levy,
Quadrant,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ultravox,
The Monks,
Dual Sessions,
Rapeman,
Andrew Hill,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Skarface,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Nick Fraelich,
Prince Buster,
Sarah Menescal,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
UT,
Soulsonic Force,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Avey Tare,
Trumans Water,
La Düsseldorf,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Oneida,
Funkadelic,
K-Klass,
the Germs,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Severed Heads,
The Standells,
Echospace,
The Litter,
Minnie Riperton,
D'Angelo,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Japan,
David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum.
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.