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 Ethiopia and from Portland.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Toronto.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Leonard Cohen to the rock 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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche 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 a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cowsills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brass Construction,
Yusef Lateef,
DNA,
Excepter,
Dave Gahan,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Dual Sessions,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Toni Rubio,
Al Stewart,
The Birthday Party,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Rapeman,
Minor Threat,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Slits,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bush Tetras,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Josef K,
Radiohead,
Lindisfarne,
Joe Smooth,
This Heat,
Radio Birdman,
Magazine,
Angry Samoans,
Moby Grape,
Theoretical Girls,
Barbara Tucker,
Patti Smith,
Swell Maps,
The Gories,
the Slits,
Amazonics,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Cluster,
The Moody Blues,
Grandmaster Flash,
Roxy Music,
the Human League,
Althea and Donna,
Cybotron,
Jandek,
Gang Gang Dance,
Stiv Bators,
Roy Ayers,
Lou Christie,
The Grass Roots,
The Names,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kerri Chandler,
Byron Stingily,
Simply Red,
DJ Sneak,
R.M.O.,
the Swans,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
DJ Style,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.