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 Barbados and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band to the disco 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 Tommy Roe. All the underground hits.
All Fluxion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siouxsie and the Banshees record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
London Community Gospel Choir,
Gregory Isaacs,
Monks,
Donny Hathaway,
T.S.O.L.,
The Slits,
The Motions,
The Raincoats,
Blake Baxter,
the Normal,
Hardrive,
Sällskapet,
Alton Ellis,
Leonard Cohen,
Zapp,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Delon & Dalcan,
Rakim,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
LL Cool J,
Anakelly,
MC5,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Wire,
Procol Harum,
Brand Nubian,
Essential Logic,
John Holt,
Excepter,
Tears for Fears,
Gabor Szabo,
Glambeats Corp.,
Dual Sessions,
Deepchord,
Bobby Sherman,
Joensuu 1685,
Au Pairs,
Q65,
The Tremeloes,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Detroit Cobras,
Radio Birdman,
Minny Pops,
Bobbi Humphrey,
New York Dolls,
The Angels of Light,
The New Christs,
The Doors,
The Selecter,
Loose Ends,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Howard Jones,
Jimmy McGriff,
Heaven 17,
The Residents,
Jeff Mills,
Bill Wells,
Wings,
Eric B and Rakim,
Byron Stingily,
Lalann,
Arthur Verocai,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.