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 South Africa and from Manila.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Michelle Simonal to the punk 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 Hoover. All the underground hits.
All The Cosmic Jokers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nirvana 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Association record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
This Heat,
Sam Rivers,
Janne Schatter,
Circle Jerks,
One Last Wish,
Television,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Terry Callier,
The Standells,
The Velvet Underground,
The Fall,
Model 500,
Connie Case,
Smog,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Zapp,
Infiniti,
Crime,
Susan Cadogan,
Khruangbin,
Brand Nubian,
Morten Harket,
Byron Stingily,
Electric Prunes,
Shoche,
Metal Thangz,
The Motions,
The Kinks,
Sparks,
Maurizio,
Mantronix,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Grey Daturas,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Newcleus,
David Bowie,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Fugazi,
The Slackers,
Radiopuhelimet,
Anakelly,
The Pop Group,
the Germs,
Man Eating Sloth,
Malaria!,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
48th St. Collective,
Peter & Gordon,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Saccharine Trust,
Minny Pops,
Blancmange,
X-Ray Spex,
JFA,
The Move,
Slave,
Index,
MDC,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.