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 Singapore and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 spring reverb 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 Altered Images to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Maleditus Sound. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Mills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
Adolescents,
The Busters,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lungfish,
Sarah Menescal,
Youth Brigade,
Ultravox,
Swell Maps,
Eli Mardock,
Gerry Rafferty,
New Order,
DJ Sneak,
Outsiders,
Nik Kershaw,
Camberwell Now,
Jacques Brel,
Delta 5,
Ralphi Rosario,
a-ha,
Section 25,
Wolf Eyes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Y Pants,
Jacob Miller,
David Axelrod,
Stereo Dub,
Barrington Levy,
Black Sheep,
Rapeman,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Detroit Cobras,
Andrew Hill,
Newcleus,
Gang of Four,
Throbbing Gristle,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Average White Band,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The American Breed,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Popol Vuh,
The Neon Judgement,
Amazonics,
Dual Sessions,
Derrick Morgan,
Gastr Del Sol,
Moebius,
The Slits,
Isaac Hayes,
Ornette Coleman,
Theoretical Girls,
Lakeside,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Erasure,
The Evens,
Icehouse,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ossler,
X-Ray Spex,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Victims,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.