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 China and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 marimba 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 Jesper Dahlback to the disco 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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Junior Murvin 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shoche record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
Soft Machine,
Isaac Hayes,
T.S.O.L.,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Fire Engines,
Crooked Eye,
The Dave Clark Five,
Todd Terry,
Wally Richardson,
Surgeon,
Magma,
Lucky Dragons,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Divine Comedy,
OOIOO,
Angry Samoans,
One Last Wish,
Terrestrial Tones,
Thompson Twins,
The Gories,
Chrome,
Swans,
Hot Snakes,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Massinfluence,
the Bar-Kays,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sun Ra,
The Kinks,
Donny Hathaway,
These Immortal Souls,
Camouflage,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Oneida,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Dead C,
The Monochrome Set,
Lou Christie,
Albert Ayler,
Sarah Menescal,
Hardrive,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lakeside,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kaleidoscope,
Interpol,
The Leaves,
Kurtis Blow,
Gang of Four,
Kevin Saunderson,
Flash Fearless,
The Alarm Clocks,
Porter Ricks,
DJ Sneak,
Alice Coltrane,
Laurel Aitken,
Soft Cell,
Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins.
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.