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 Vanuatu and from Seoul.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 mellotron 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 Liaisons Dangereuses to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Kango’s Stein Massive. All the underground hits.
All Frankie Knuckles tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a H. Thieme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fall,
Crooked Eye,
Marcia Griffiths,
Funkadelic,
Rod Modell,
UT,
Morten Harket,
Hasil Adkins,
June Days,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Black Dice,
Avey Tare,
Byron Stingily,
Drive Like Jehu,
The United States of America,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bauhaus,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Throbbing Gristle,
Blake Baxter,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Jesper Dahlback,
Amon Düül,
Dorothy Ashby,
Godley & Creme,
Scion,
Howard Jones,
Von Mondo,
Nils Olav,
The Last Poets,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Monks,
Nik Kershaw,
Ronnie Foster,
Deakin,
Quando Quango,
Piero Umiliani,
cv313,
The Walker Brothers,
Rekid,
One Last Wish,
Porter Ricks,
Joy Division,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sam Rivers,
Roxette,
Unrelated Segments,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Residents,
Barry Ungar,
Deepchord,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The New Christs,
Yusef Lateef,
The Raincoats,
Ten City,
Quadrant,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Joyce Sims,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lou Reed,
Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett.
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.