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 Montenegro and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Blancmange to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & Metallica tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Rundgren,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
KRS-One,
Rapeman,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Quando Quango,
David Axelrod,
Blancmange,
James Chance & The Contortions,
8 Eyed Spy,
Aural Exciters,
Joe Finger,
The Mojo Men,
The Barracudas,
Pierre Henry,
Quadrant,
Tommy Roe,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Buckinghams,
Marine Girls,
Ituana,
The Smoke,
Scratch Acid,
Rufus Thomas,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Barclay James Harvest,
Derrick May,
Moss Icon,
Y Pants,
Johnny Clarke,
Ornette Coleman,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Scan 7,
Ohio Players,
Crispy Ambulance,
Icehouse,
Khruangbin,
Sixth Finger,
Silicon Teens,
Juan Atkins,
Metal Thangz,
The Tremeloes,
Lungfish,
Oblivians,
Minor Threat,
The Cramps,
Althea and Donna,
Nik Kershaw,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Underground Resistance,
The Moleskins,
Susan Cadogan,
Jacob Miller,
The Gap Band,
The Pretty Things,
June Days,
Excepter,
The Leaves,
Chris & Cosey,
Mo-Dettes,
Smog,
Index, Index, Index, Index.
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.