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 Belarus and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Susan Cadogan. All the underground hits.
All Larry & the Blue Notes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon 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 spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Young Rascals,
Absolute Body Control,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Arthur Verocai,
Anthony Braxton,
Robert Görl,
Harry Pussy,
Deepchord,
Rekid,
Vladislav Delay,
Lyres,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Fall,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Funkadelic,
Joe Finger,
the Normal,
Animal Collective,
These Immortal Souls,
Barbara Tucker,
Mad Mike,
Marvin Gaye,
Eddi Front,
The Music Machine,
The Blues Magoos,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Flamin' Groovies,
Freddie Wadling,
Brothers Johnson,
Sugar Minott,
Archie Shepp,
Kurtis Blow,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Misunderstood,
The Tremeloes,
Tubeway Army,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Alton Ellis,
Ralphi Rosario,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Danielle Patucci,
Ossler,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sun City Girls,
Chris Corsano,
The Busters,
The Victims,
Kerri Chandler,
X-102,
Godley & Creme,
Susan Cadogan,
The Count Five,
Sixth Finger,
David Axelrod,
Faraquet,
Pere Ubu,
Fad Gadget,
The Divine Comedy,
Black Bananas,
Eden Ahbez,
Skarface,
Inner City, Inner City, Inner City, Inner City.
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.