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 Tajikistan and from Jakarta.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
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 Todd Terry to the jazz 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 The Peanut Butter Conspiracy. All the underground hits.
All Soft Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sly & The Family Stone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nation of Ulysses,
Accadde A,
Kayak,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ken Boothe,
Make Up,
Girls At Our Best!,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Harry Pussy,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Minutemen,
Heaven 17,
Mad Mike,
Fluxion,
Scion,
Nick Fraelich,
Jerry's Kids,
The Happenings,
Chris Corsano,
X-101,
Liliput,
Anakelly,
Kas Product,
The Monochrome Set,
Scan 7,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Pretty Things,
The Litter,
Country Teasers,
The Raincoats,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rod Modell,
Roxette,
X-Ray Spex,
Crash Course in Science,
Animal Collective,
The Trojans,
Black Moon,
Soul Sonic Force,
Nas,
Eric Copeland,
Nils Olav,
Arthur Verocai,
FM Einheit,
The Doobie Brothers,
Donald Byrd,
Panda Bear,
The Move,
The Leaves,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Velvet Underground,
Derrick Morgan,
Susan Cadogan,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ultimate Spinach,
Grauzone,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Suicide,
Boredoms, Boredoms, Boredoms, Boredoms.
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.