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 Estonia and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Lucky Dragons to the punk 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 Ossler. All the underground hits.
All Kango’s Stein Massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlback 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suburban Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
Massinfluence,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Gang Gang Dance,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Saints,
Talk Talk,
World's Most,
the Slits,
June of 44,
Terrestrial Tones,
Nas,
Byron Stingily,
Nirvana,
Scratch Acid,
Ice-T,
Bob Dylan,
MC5,
Gregory Isaacs,
Suicide,
OOIOO,
Junior Murvin,
New York Dolls,
Derrick Morgan,
Radiohead,
L. Decosne,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Matthew Bourne,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Depeche Mode,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Warren Ellis,
The Human League,
The Cowsills,
These Immortal Souls,
Rosa Yemen,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Flesh Eaters,
CMW,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Toasters,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Moebius,
Public Enemy,
A Certain Ratio,
U.S. Maple,
Saccharine Trust,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Angels of Light,
Gang Starr,
Girls At Our Best!,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Leaves,
Bootsy Collins,
Jawbox,
Peter & Gordon,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Sound Behaviour,
The Monochrome Set,
Black Pus,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.