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 Tunisia and from Manila.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 UT to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All The Grass Roots tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Be Bop Deluxe,
Angry Samoans,
Bobby Byrd,
Lungfish,
Buzzcocks,
Davy DMX,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Rod Modell,
Ronnie Foster,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Last Poets,
Scrapy,
Jacob Miller,
Dark Day,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Arcadia,
Animal Collective,
Grey Daturas,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lakeside,
Soft Machine,
Suicide,
The Move,
Skriet,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Tremeloes,
Mission of Burma,
Yazoo,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Magma,
Bill Wells,
Soulsonic Force,
Silicon Teens,
The Skatalites,
The Seeds,
Y Pants,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pantaleimon,
Mark Hollis,
In Retrospect,
Reagan Youth,
The Durutti Column,
Theoretical Girls,
Dennis Brown,
Desert Stars,
Lyres,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Alison Limerick,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Flamin' Groovies,
JFA,
Archie Shepp,
Make Up,
Mantronix,
China Crisis,
Johnny Osbourne,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Maleditus Sound,
Aloha Tigers,
Masters at Work,
Rufus Thomas,
Pharoah Sanders,
Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon.
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.