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 Paraguay and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Pere Ubu to the crunk 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 Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Hoover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
The Velvet Underground,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Archie Shepp,
Television,
Ralphi Rosario,
June Days,
The Names,
Sällskapet,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
David Bowie,
Rhythm & Sound,
Moebius,
Nick Fraelich,
The Beau Brummels,
Procol Harum,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Eden Ahbez,
Traffic Nightmare,
Pole,
The Fortunes,
Al Stewart,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
X-Ray Spex,
Chris Corsano,
Aaron Thompson,
Pet Shop Boys,
Marvin Gaye,
Bluetip,
Michelle Simonal,
The Smoke,
Siglo XX,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Donald Byrd,
Swans,
The Knickerbockers,
Eli Mardock,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Standells,
Hoover,
Bobby Sherman,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Soft Cell,
Aloha Tigers,
Khruangbin,
Public Enemy,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Dead Boys,
The Sound,
Stetsasonic,
Steve Hackett,
The Grass Roots,
Clear Light,
A Certain Ratio,
Nik Kershaw,
Dark Day,
Kurtis Blow,
Technova,
Main Source,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Fall, The Fall, The Fall, The Fall.
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.