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 Qatar and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 theremin 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 Maleditus Sound to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud. All the underground hits.
All Graham Central Station tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wolf Eyes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Au Pairs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
Tommy Roe,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Mo-Dettes,
Crash Course in Science,
The Buckinghams,
Desert Stars,
Pere Ubu,
John Foxx,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Laurel Aitken,
The Wake,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Nick Fraelich,
the Sonics,
The Young Rascals,
Trumans Water,
Dennis Brown,
Silicon Teens,
La Düsseldorf,
ABBA,
Max Romeo,
The Fuzztones,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Alton Ellis,
Faust,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Raincoats,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Von Mondo,
Yazoo,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Human League,
Dark Day,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Smiths,
OOIOO,
Tears for Fears,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Zeros,
Roxette,
Soft Machine,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Terrestrial Tones,
Shuggie Otis,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Skarface,
Mandrill,
Stereo Dub,
The American Breed,
Hot Snakes,
Monks,
Aswad,
FM Einheit,
Jimmy McGriff,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Infiniti,
These Immortal Souls,
The Music Machine,
Zero Boys,
Interpol,
Bush Tetras,
The Moleskins,
Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective.
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.