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 Peru and from Manchester.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 808 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 Magma to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All Sly & The Family Stone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cabaret Voltaire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Almond,
The Gap Band,
Marmalade,
Lungfish,
The Evens,
Patti Smith,
E-Dancer,
Kayak,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Main Source,
Joensuu 1685,
Peter & Gordon,
Essential Logic,
Thee Headcoats,
Joey Negro,
Minor Threat,
X-Ray Spex,
DNA,
Quantec,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Con Funk Shun,
Lee Hazlewood,
Rakim,
Porter Ricks,
kango's stein massive,
Stiv Bators,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bronski Beat,
Whodini,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Warren Ellis,
Bizarre Inc.,
Brand Nubian,
Ten City,
Hashim,
Joyce Sims,
Robert Wyatt,
Bill Wells,
Lower 48,
Circle Jerks,
Soft Machine,
Cal Tjader,
Tropical Tobacco,
Minutemen,
The Invisible,
Alton Ellis,
Easy Going,
Vainqueur,
Cecil Taylor,
Stockholm Monsters,
Fad Gadget,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Talk Talk,
Dawn Penn,
Sun Ra,
The Victims,
Public Image Ltd.,
Cymande,
Derrick May,
Technova,
Kurtis Blow,
Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical 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.