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 Angola and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Visage to the grunge 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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All Liliput tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Hill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scratch Acid,
Glenn Branca,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Shadows of Knight,
Radiopuhelimet,
Wire,
Masters at Work,
Von Mondo,
The Raincoats,
kango's stein massive,
Spandau Ballet,
Black Bananas,
Malaria!,
Sight & Sound,
Mantronix,
Grauzone,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Loose Ends,
The Doors,
The Human League,
John Foxx,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Jacques Brel,
Wings,
Theoretical Girls,
Letta Mbulu,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Iggy Pop,
Crispy Ambulance,
Prince Buster,
Byron Stingily,
The Names,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ultimate Spinach,
Nation of Ulysses,
Pantytec,
EPMD,
Gang Gang Dance,
Suicide,
Marvin Gaye,
Whodini,
Massinfluence,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Japan,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Deadbeat,
Animal Collective,
Frankie Knuckles,
Eric Copeland,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Slick Rick,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ten City,
The Red Krayola,
Mandrill,
Darondo,
Hardrive,
Oblivians,
Jawbox,
Agent Orange,
Albert Ayler,
The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine.
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.