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 Chad and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 chamberlin 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 Black Moon to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxette 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scientists 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?
Mars,
Roger Hodgson,
Delta 5,
Kaleidoscope,
Index,
Eric B and Rakim,
Darondo,
Barry Ungar,
Popol Vuh,
Dawn Penn,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The United States of America,
Aloha Tigers,
Nik Kershaw,
The Raincoats,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Toni Rubio,
Eurythmics,
Ultravox,
Minor Threat,
Oblivians,
Kerri Chandler,
Wasted Youth,
Rekid,
The Gap Band,
X-Ray Spex,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Index,
The Stooges,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Basic Channel,
Animal Collective,
Depeche Mode,
Fluxion,
New Age Steppers,
Qualms,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Skatalites,
Los Fastidios,
The New Christs,
The Doors,
Icehouse,
The Fire Engines,
Gang Starr,
Can,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Siglo XX,
David Axelrod,
Trumans Water,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Marvin Gaye,
The Invisible,
The Detroit Cobras,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Jesper Dahlback,
Neu!,
Minutemen,
Pet Shop Boys,
Leonard Cohen,
Iggy Pop,
Joe Finger,
Bobby Sherman,
Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey.
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.