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 Senegal and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Toronto.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Organ to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultimate Spinach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Osbourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Pole,
Scientists,
Nik Kershaw,
Crispy Ambulance,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Dirtbombs,
The Litter,
Radiopuhelimet,
Spoonie Gee,
Y Pants,
Lindisfarne,
Ken Boothe,
The Music Machine,
The Walker Brothers,
Trumans Water,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Monochrome Set,
Robert Görl,
the Human League,
Icehouse,
The Skatalites,
A Certain Ratio,
8 Eyed Spy,
Brand Nubian,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Terry Callier,
Yellowson,
Television,
Vladislav Delay,
OOIOO,
Dave Gahan,
Ronnie Foster,
Janne Schatter,
U.S. Maple,
Technova,
Flash Fearless,
Pussy Galore,
Morten Harket,
The Busters,
Leonard Cohen,
The Birthday Party,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Raincoats,
Bad Manners,
Stetsasonic,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Symarip,
Lalann,
Public Image Ltd.,
John Foxx,
Agent Orange,
Heaven 17,
One Last Wish,
Tom Boy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sandy B,
Gichy Dan,
Dead Boys,
The Detroit Cobras,
Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive.
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.