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 Finland and from Tokyo.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 John Cale to the grunge 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 Tom Boy. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Golliwogs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tears for Fears,
Q65,
The Remains,
The Fortunes,
The Beau Brummels,
Darondo,
Liliput,
The Gories,
Tres Demented,
Outsiders,
a-ha,
Rufus Thomas,
The Blackbyrds,
Vainqueur,
Jimmy McGriff,
Quadrant,
Reuben Wilson,
Heaven 17,
Parry Music,
Cal Tjader,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Count Five,
the Normal,
The Birthday Party,
Isaac Hayes,
Gang of Four,
The Monochrome Set,
Fluxion,
Anthony Braxton,
The Young Rascals,
the Soft Cell,
The Cure,
Wolf Eyes,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Red Krayola,
Sister Nancy,
Soft Machine,
Joe Smooth,
Camberwell Now,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
8 Eyed Spy,
Kaleidoscope,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bill Wells,
Pussy Galore,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Hardrive,
Deepchord,
KRS-One,
Mars,
Von Mondo,
DJ Style,
La Düsseldorf,
Prince Buster,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Cymande,
Dave Gahan,
Ponytail,
Barry Ungar,
Panda Bear,
Nik Kershaw,
Lindisfarne,
Fatback Band,
Main Source, Main Source, Main Source, Main Source.
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.