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 Malta and from Tokyo.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 organ 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 The Modern Lovers to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Sarah Menescal. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maurizio,
Mission of Burma,
Mo-Dettes,
CMW,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Marvin Gaye,
Glambeats Corp.,
X-101,
David McCallum,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Alarm Clocks,
Lakeside,
Glenn Branca,
Country Teasers,
Mandrill,
Boogie Down Productions,
Japan,
Aaron Thompson,
Panda Bear,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kool Moe Dee,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bauhaus,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Moleskins,
Model 500,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Parry Music,
Can,
MC5,
Lucky Dragons,
L. Decosne,
Tom Boy,
The Velvet Underground,
Althea and Donna,
Todd Terry,
Khruangbin,
Pulsallama,
Pet Shop Boys,
Fela Kuti,
Deakin,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Bob Dylan,
DNA,
The Red Krayola,
Radio Birdman,
A Certain Ratio,
Aural Exciters,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Angels of Light,
Blancmange,
Kaleidoscope,
Howard Jones,
Suicide,
Swell Maps,
Harmonia,
Magazine,
Chris & Cosey,
Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division.
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.