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 Syria and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 linndrum 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 Grey Daturas to the grunge 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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smiths record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris Corsano,
Ohio Players,
Jeff Mills,
Skarface,
Ultra Naté,
Crash Course in Science,
China Crisis,
Sound Behaviour,
Bob Dylan,
Idris Muhammad,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Vainqueur,
Marshall Jefferson,
T. Rex,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Faust,
Procol Harum,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Young Marble Giants,
ABC,
Kerri Chandler,
Grauzone,
Japan,
Massinfluence,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Smoke,
The Techniques,
Cameo,
Duran Duran,
the Slits,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Gladiators,
The Divine Comedy,
Mandrill,
FM Einheit,
Qualms,
the Soft Cell,
Ralphi Rosario,
Aswad,
The Doors,
10cc,
Tim Buckley,
Visage,
Das Ding,
Half Japanese,
Eric Dolphy,
The Trojans,
Sonic Youth,
Gang Green,
Sun Ra,
The Tremeloes,
The Move,
Wire,
Amon Düül II,
Albert Ayler,
Q65,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Cal Tjader,
June Days,
The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement.
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.