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 Mali and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 Delhi and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 snare 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 The Detroit Cobras to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Theoretical Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb 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 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Graham Central Station,
John Foxx,
Ralphi Rosario,
Wally Richardson,
Cameo,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Goldenarms,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
MC5,
Barrington Levy,
The Blackbyrds,
Ornette Coleman,
The Pretty Things,
Amon Düül II,
Leonard Cohen,
Moby Grape,
Depeche Mode,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
La Düsseldorf,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Soul Sonic Force,
Visage,
Pagans,
Maleditus Sound,
Skarface,
Swell Maps,
The Black Dice,
Sällskapet,
Minutemen,
John Holt,
Ohio Players,
Faust,
Audionom,
Duran Duran,
The Angels of Light,
Lakeside,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Fire Engines,
Arab on Radar,
Tropical Tobacco,
Negative Approach,
The Residents,
Michelle Simonal,
48th St. Collective,
Quando Quango,
Andrew Hill,
Janne Schatter,
cv313,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Invisible,
Sonic Youth,
The Raincoats,
Agitation Free,
Tom Boy,
Mad Mike,
Stiv Bators,
Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby.
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.