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 Equatorial Guinea and from Columbus.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Aaron Thompson to the grime 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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All The Skatalites tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxette,
L. Decosne,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Warsaw,
X-Ray Spex,
Ultimate Spinach,
Unrelated Segments,
Dave Gahan,
The Velvet Underground,
The Cosmic Jokers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Boogie Down Productions,
Chris Corsano,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Adolescents,
Howard Jones,
The Litter,
Echospace,
The Toasters,
Nils Olav,
Todd Rundgren,
Laurel Aitken,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Joensuu 1685,
Soul Sonic Force,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Scratch Acid,
Sex Pistols,
Harmonia,
Eric Dolphy,
Be Bop Deluxe,
T. Rex,
Crime,
Ten City,
Spandau Ballet,
Qualms,
Main Source,
Black Pus,
Franke,
Make Up,
DJ Style,
The Busters,
Erasure,
Delta 5,
Roxy Music,
Prince Buster,
The Misunderstood,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
David Bowie,
Rosa Yemen,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Durutti Column,
Gang Starr,
The Searchers,
Dennis Brown,
Can,
Juan Atkins,
The Happenings,
Loose Ends,
Television Personalities,
Yaz,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Techniques,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme.
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.