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 Senegal and from Winnipeg.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Niagra to the techno 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 Swell Maps. All the underground hits.
All Suicide tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Music Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Near,
The Smoke,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Victims,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Arthur Verocai,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Joensuu 1685,
Yusef Lateef,
Moss Icon,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Country Teasers,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Outsiders,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kenny Larkin,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Thompson Twins,
Alphaville,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Kinks,
DNA,
Qualms,
Minny Pops,
The Barracudas,
Crispy Ambulance,
Siglo XX,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Ronan,
cv313,
Theoretical Girls,
Matthew Bourne,
The Invisible,
Fugazi,
the Swans,
Faraquet,
Anakelly,
The Alarm Clocks,
Dawn Penn,
H. Thieme,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Franke,
Khruangbin,
The Knickerbockers,
Mad Mike,
Neil Young,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Marmalade,
Cheater Slicks,
Japan,
Deadbeat,
Motorama,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Fall,
Alton Ellis,
Easy Going,
PIL,
Babytalk,
Popol Vuh,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids.
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.