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 Libya and from Toronto.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Schoolly D to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All Cabaret Voltaire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barry Ungar 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
8 Eyed Spy,
Livin' Joy,
Vladislav Delay,
cv313,
Schoolly D,
Marmalade,
Blossom Toes,
Surgeon,
Lou Christie,
Circle Jerks,
Marine Girls,
Easy Going,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Names,
Make Up,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Young Marble Giants,
Kerri Chandler,
Chris & Cosey,
Stereo Dub,
Average White Band,
Rosa Yemen,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Hot Snakes,
The Velvet Underground,
Derrick May,
The Dead C,
James White and The Blacks,
Main Source,
June Days,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Kas Product,
Vainqueur,
Blake Baxter,
10cc,
Mo-Dettes,
Bang On A Can,
Oblivians,
Derrick Morgan,
Scott Walker,
Susan Cadogan,
John Coltrane,
The Star Department,
X-Ray Spex,
Fad Gadget,
Spandau Ballet,
Japan,
Camberwell Now,
Suburban Knight,
Gregory Isaacs,
Basic Channel,
Q65,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lower 48,
kango's stein massive,
Qualms,
The Gap Band,
Monks,
T.S.O.L.,
Cameo,
Sarah Menescal,
The Angels of Light,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.