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 Honduras and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 güiro 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 Pierre Henry to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Sisters of Mercy. All the underground hits.
All Stockholm Monsters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan 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 clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Godley & Creme,
Delon & Dalcan,
Junior Murvin,
The Angels of Light,
Sun City Girls,
Adolescents,
Curtis Mayfield,
X-101,
Sound Behaviour,
Essential Logic,
Dorothy Ashby,
Magma,
The Vogues,
Country Teasers,
Kerri Chandler,
The Standells,
Man Parrish,
Gang of Four,
Sly & The Family Stone,
T. Rex,
Henry Cow,
Zero Boys,
A Certain Ratio,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Human League,
Amazonics,
the Normal,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Golliwogs,
Wally Richardson,
The Star Department,
H. Thieme,
Rites of Spring,
Todd Rundgren,
Banda Bassotti,
Robert Hood,
Marc Almond,
Roxette,
Gang Starr,
KRS-One,
Danielle Patucci,
T.S.O.L.,
Black Pus,
John Foxx,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
MC5,
Jawbox,
Bluetip,
Bang On A Can,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Metal Thangz,
Moebius,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Rekid,
Loose Ends,
Vainqueur,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
kango's stein massive,
Rosa Yemen,
Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio.
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.