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 Qatar and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Drive Like Jehu to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Lou Reed & Metallica. All the underground hits.
All Country Teasers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every T.S.O.L. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pierre Henry,
Technova,
Los Fastidios,
The Gladiators,
Joe Smooth,
Sexual Harrassment,
Stockholm Monsters,
Scion,
Wire,
The Searchers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Faraquet,
Livin' Joy,
Babytalk,
Junior Murvin,
Stereo Dub,
Eli Mardock,
Skriet,
World's Most,
Pulsallama,
Amon Düül II,
John Coltrane,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Velvet Underground,
Tommy Roe,
Urselle,
Oblivians,
The Doobie Brothers,
Hot Snakes,
Roxette,
The Divine Comedy,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Rosa Yemen,
Intrusion,
Wings,
Youth Brigade,
Buzzcocks,
Scientists,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ultra Naté,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Gang Starr,
Bauhaus,
Danielle Patucci,
The Knickerbockers,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Colin Newman,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
David McCallum,
The Last Poets,
Flipper,
The Names,
Ultravox,
Quantec,
The Busters,
Sarah Menescal,
Gabor Szabo,
the Human League,
H. Thieme,
Man Parrish,
Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe.
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.