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 Tunisia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Idris Muhammad to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Unwound. All the underground hits.
All Lizzy Mercier Descloux 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 rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Banda Bassotti,
LL Cool J,
Buzzcocks,
Negative Approach,
Minnie Riperton,
the Bar-Kays,
Saccharine Trust,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Neil Young,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Rakim,
Pantaleimon,
Grey Daturas,
Skriet,
The Toasters,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Rotary Connection,
Swans,
Jimmy McGriff,
Tubeway Army,
8 Eyed Spy,
Godley & Creme,
The J.B.'s,
The Raincoats,
The Knickerbockers,
Hasil Adkins,
Popol Vuh,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
PIL,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Gories,
Gang Green,
Minny Pops,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Letta Mbulu,
Gang Gang Dance,
Harpers Bizarre,
Quando Quango,
Average White Band,
OOIOO,
Ossler,
The Pop Group,
Inner City,
Howard Jones,
Bootsy Collins,
cv313,
Josef K,
Warren Ellis,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bronski Beat,
Drive Like Jehu,
Nation of Ulysses,
Infiniti,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Fugs,
X-101,
Guru Guru,
Judy Mowatt,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
ABC, ABC, ABC, ABC.
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.