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 Lebanon and from Lille.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Hoover to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.
All John Coltrane 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 rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Y Pants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker,
The Barracudas,
New Age Steppers,
Banda Bassotti,
Pierre Henry,
Glambeats Corp.,
CMW,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Man Eating Sloth,
Jandek,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lyres,
Aswad,
the Soft Cell,
Dual Sessions,
The Move,
Subhumans,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bang On A Can,
Aloha Tigers,
Skaos,
The Beau Brummels,
Quando Quango,
Junior Murvin,
Desert Stars,
Sound Behaviour,
One Last Wish,
Crispian St. Peters,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Underground Resistance,
The Tremeloes,
Alphaville,
Q and Not U,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Animal Collective,
Parry Music,
The Dave Clark Five,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Walker Brothers,
Ornette Coleman,
The Index,
Swans,
Lou Christie,
Stetsasonic,
The Velvet Underground,
The Victims,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Brand Nubian,
Spandau Ballet,
Talk Talk,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
X-Ray Spex,
Grandmaster Flash,
Hoover,
Jawbox,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Angels of Light,
Susan Cadogan,
Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls.
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.