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 Kenya and from Tokyo.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Crispian St. Peters to the funk 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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All Fifty Foot Hose tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Black Dice 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
In Retrospect,
Sonic Youth,
F. McDonald,
Peter & Gordon,
Jacob Miller,
Jeff Mills,
Von Mondo,
Stereo Dub,
Toni Rubio,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Gang Gang Dance,
Freddie Wadling,
Janne Schatter,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Marine Girls,
The Divine Comedy,
the Germs,
Throbbing Gristle,
Model 500,
Boredoms,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Oneida,
Visage,
Nico,
Wings,
Isaac Hayes,
Scientists,
Suburban Knight,
Bobby Sherman,
Crash Course in Science,
Joensuu 1685,
Sight & Sound,
The Mummies,
Gil Scott Heron,
Can,
Sixth Finger,
D'Angelo,
Rhythm & Sound,
Pierre Henry,
Sandy B,
Erasure,
ABC,
L. Decosne,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Saints,
Magma,
Eurythmics,
Shoche,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Nas,
The Buckinghams,
The Mojo Men,
Danielle Patucci,
One Last Wish,
Amazonics,
Nils Olav,
Clear Light,
The Wake, The Wake, The Wake, The Wake.
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.