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 Austria and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Dave Gahan to the rap 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 Country Teasers. All the underground hits.
All Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Popol Vuh record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Niagra,
The Techniques,
Marshall Jefferson,
The United States of America,
Arab on Radar,
Duran Duran,
Joy Division,
Ten City,
Soul II Soul,
X-101,
Bill Near,
Roxette,
The Kinks,
Kool Moe Dee,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Drexciya,
Peter and Kerry,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Black Moon,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Stereo Dub,
Unwound,
B.T. Express,
Ronan,
Peter & Gordon,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Royal Trux,
The Selecter,
Masters at Work,
Absolute Body Control,
Eve St. Jones,
Panda Bear,
Fatback Band,
The Zeros,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
a-ha,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Archie Shepp,
Gregory Isaacs,
Neu!,
Gichy Dan,
Patti Smith,
Derrick May,
Kurtis Blow,
Grey Daturas,
Scientists,
China Crisis,
Malaria!,
Monks,
Alice Coltrane,
Zero Boys,
The Blues Magoos,
Moebius,
D'Angelo,
The Doobie Brothers,
Mr. Review,
Model 500,
Oblivians,
Swans,
Tim Buckley,
Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach.
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.