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 Colombia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 theremin 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 Bauhaus to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 American Breed. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Piero Umiliani record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pylon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
The Buckinghams,
The Human League,
The Durutti Column,
Ultra Naté,
Underground Resistance,
John Coltrane,
Pet Shop Boys,
Althea and Donna,
Lakeside,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Girls At Our Best!,
Nils Olav,
Isaac Hayes,
Soft Machine,
Lou Reed,
Eric Dolphy,
Liliput,
Alison Limerick,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Peter & Gordon,
This Heat,
The Litter,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Jeru the Damaja,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Tres Demented,
MDC,
The New Christs,
Fugazi,
Mark Hollis,
Lower 48,
Soul II Soul,
Minny Pops,
Thompson Twins,
Grandmaster Flash,
Parry Music,
Pere Ubu,
Mission of Burma,
Rapeman,
K-Klass,
Bootsy Collins,
Shuggie Otis,
The Sound,
A Certain Ratio,
The Divine Comedy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Chrome,
Wire,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
the Normal,
Robert Görl,
The Toasters,
Jerry Gold Smith,
the Soft Cell,
The Mummies,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Scion,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
ABBA,
Terrestrial Tones,
Japan,
T. Rex,
Q and Not U,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.