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 Jordan and from Winnipeg.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Bologna.
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 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Rufus Thomas to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Todd Terry. All the underground hits.
All Pulsallama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eddi Front record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gong record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Jandek,
Scrapy,
The Modern Lovers,
Funky Four + One,
Joe Smooth,
X-101,
Fat Boys,
Bang On A Can,
Chris & Cosey,
Drexciya,
Kerrie Biddell,
Thee Headcoats,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Youth Brigade,
Judy Mowatt,
Franke,
The Cramps,
Radiopuhelimet,
Suicide,
The Buckinghams,
Bronski Beat,
Piero Umiliani,
Blake Baxter,
Ohio Players,
Peter & Gordon,
The Birthday Party,
DJ Style,
Tres Demented,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Nik Kershaw,
June Days,
The Moleskins,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Marmalade,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Freddie Wadling,
Maleditus Sound,
Infiniti,
Das Ding,
The Names,
Dave Gahan,
Thompson Twins,
Spandau Ballet,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Scan 7,
Sandy B,
Babytalk,
Nick Fraelich,
JFA,
Bill Wells,
Jesper Dahlback,
Wings,
Harry Pussy,
Maurizio,
Grauzone,
Tomorrow,
The Searchers,
The Fall,
Eyeless In Gaza,
AZ,
The Real Kids,
Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless.
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.