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 Samoa and from Portland.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Soft Cell to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Dead Boys. All the underground hits.
All Minny Pops tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantytec 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bad Manners record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
China Crisis,
Surgeon,
Country Teasers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ituana,
Josef K,
Electric Prunes,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Matthew Bourne,
F. McDonald,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pere Ubu,
Rufus Thomas,
John Cale,
Accadde A,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Al Stewart,
The Gap Band,
The Human League,
Dennis Brown,
Nas,
Niagra,
Lebanon Hanover,
Marshall Jefferson,
Pussy Galore,
Spoonie Gee,
Maleditus Sound,
Dawn Penn,
David Axelrod,
Girls At Our Best!,
Frankie Knuckles,
Wally Richardson,
Kayak,
Neu!,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sight & Sound,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Jeff Mills,
The Music Machine,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Alarm Clocks,
Delon & Dalcan,
Popol Vuh,
Alphaville,
The Five Americans,
Aaron Thompson,
Gang Gang Dance,
Johnny Osbourne,
David McCallum,
Camouflage,
The Angels of Light,
Cymande,
Amazonics,
E-Dancer,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Janne Schatter,
Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's.
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.