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 Equatorial Guinea and from Mexico City.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 mellotron 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 Kevin Saunderson to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Essential Logic. All the underground hits.
All Gabor Szabo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minutemen 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young & Crazy Horse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pantaleimon,
Magazine,
the Slits,
Ohio Players,
kango's stein massive,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Pantytec,
Sight & Sound,
Swans,
Massinfluence,
Patti Smith,
Royal Trux,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kas Product,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Flamin' Groovies,
Goldenarms,
Mo-Dettes,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Scientists,
Clear Light,
Tubeway Army,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Crooked Eye,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Archie Shepp,
The Offenders,
The Saints,
PIL,
The New Christs,
Lower 48,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Duran Duran,
Newcleus,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Circle Jerks,
Heaven 17,
Tommy Roe,
Peter and Kerry,
Aswad,
Lou Christie,
The Dave Clark Five,
Suicide,
Livin' Joy,
Bobbi Humphrey,
John Foxx,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Neon Judgement,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Vladislav Delay,
Carl Craig,
Eurythmics,
Accadde A,
Dead Boys,
Marcia Griffiths,
D'Angelo,
Blancmange, Blancmange, Blancmange, Blancmange.
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.