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 Portugal and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 sitar 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 Anakelly to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlback record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Infiniti,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
UT,
Rekid,
Tears for Fears,
Fad Gadget,
Deadbeat,
AZ,
Mo-Dettes,
Nik Kershaw,
Maleditus Sound,
The Slits,
The Motions,
Althea and Donna,
Sonic Youth,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Marmalade,
Kayak,
Darondo,
Godley & Creme,
The Pretty Things,
Letta Mbulu,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sound Behaviour,
The Birthday Party,
One Last Wish,
The Black Dice,
L. Decosne,
Franke,
Pharoah Sanders,
Second Layer,
Youth Brigade,
Stetsasonic,
Jeff Mills,
Erykah Badu,
Jacob Miller,
Hashim,
Minor Threat,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Soft Cell,
Kerrie Biddell,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Dave Gahan,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Traffic Nightmare,
Bob Dylan,
Henry Cow,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Grauzone,
Prince Buster,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Clear Light,
The Music Machine,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Stockholm Monsters,
Faust,
The Zeros,
Terry Callier,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.