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 Somalia 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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 David Bowie 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 Wire to the jazz 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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All 48th St. Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sight & Sound,
Alice Coltrane,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Ultravox,
Mars,
Scion,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sparks,
Royal Trux,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
the Sonics,
Fugazi,
DJ Style,
Boz Scaggs,
KRS-One,
Can,
Amazonics,
Depeche Mode,
Technova,
The Fortunes,
Neu!,
Grey Daturas,
Camberwell Now,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lakeside,
Index,
Electric Light Orchestra,
JFA,
The Angels of Light,
Bush Tetras,
Janne Schatter,
Fatback Band,
Youth Brigade,
The Fuzztones,
The American Breed,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Scratch Acid,
Shoche,
Section 25,
Kool Moe Dee,
AZ,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Young Rascals,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
John Foxx,
Symarip,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Dual Sessions,
Glenn Branca,
cv313,
Maurizio,
Lyres,
Jeff Lynne,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.