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 Turkey and from Winnipeg.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba 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 Delon & Dalcan to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Aural Exciters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pole 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Smoke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q65,
Radio Birdman,
John Cale,
Tropical Tobacco,
Alison Limerick,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
X-102,
Bootsy Collins,
The Pop Group,
The Techniques,
The Smoke,
The Evens,
Pere Ubu,
Lakeside,
Essential Logic,
The Raincoats,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Blancmange,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sam Rivers,
Jeff Mills,
Nik Kershaw,
Procol Harum,
Little Man,
Angry Samoans,
Agent Orange,
Toni Rubio,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Peter and Kerry,
The Mojo Men,
Chrome,
DJ Style,
Eddi Front,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Tres Demented,
Young Marble Giants,
Fela Kuti,
Hoover,
Albert Ayler,
Rufus Thomas,
Bang On A Can,
Rhythm & Sound,
Adolescents,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Mad Mike,
Shuggie Otis,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Amazonics,
The Litter,
Ronnie Foster,
Peter & Gordon,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Mummies,
JFA,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pagans,
Qualms,
The Zeros,
The Trojans,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Pole,
Mr. Review,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.