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 Saudi Arabia and from Stockholm.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Peter & Gordon to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Cosmic Jokers. All the underground hits.
All Marvin Gaye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blancmange 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
The Count Five,
Nico,
Traffic Nightmare,
Hardrive,
Section 25,
Gastr Del Sol,
James White and The Blacks,
The Zeros,
X-101,
The Gap Band,
Ultravox,
Brand Nubian,
Boredoms,
Sound Behaviour,
Newcleus,
The Vogues,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Erasure,
Suicide,
Rufus Thomas,
Severed Heads,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Monochrome Set,
Index,
Mark Hollis,
The Electric Prunes,
D'Angelo,
John Lydon,
ABC,
Hot Snakes,
Wire,
Toni Rubio,
Albert Ayler,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Black Dice,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ornette Coleman,
Trumans Water,
Susan Cadogan,
Cymande,
Blake Baxter,
Chris Corsano,
Drive Like Jehu,
Minnie Riperton,
Los Fastidios,
Sällskapet,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Standells,
The Gories,
Thee Headcoats,
Silicon Teens,
Fatback Band,
Delta 5,
Dave Gahan,
Grauzone,
the Fania All-Stars,
Alison Limerick,
The Gladiators,
Frankie Knuckles,
Grey Daturas,
Pantaleimon,
Zero Boys,
Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music.
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.