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 Antigua and from Halifax.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe 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 Angry Samoans to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Buzzcocks. All the underground hits.
All Arthur Verocai tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anthony Braxton record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bob Dylan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Fad Gadget,
Groovy Waters,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
MDC,
Josef K,
Moby Grape,
Circle Jerks,
LL Cool J,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Barclay James Harvest,
Kaleidoscope,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Public Image Ltd.,
Deepchord,
Essential Logic,
Franke,
Nation of Ulysses,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Dead C,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sarah Menescal,
Average White Band,
DNA,
Faraquet,
Bizarre Inc.,
Royal Trux,
a-ha,
Animal Collective,
The Cowsills,
Massinfluence,
Spoonie Gee,
Harpers Bizarre,
Jeru the Damaja,
Fear,
Joyce Sims,
New York Dolls,
Bronski Beat,
Panda Bear,
Kevin Saunderson,
Chris Corsano,
Subhumans,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
UT,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Leaves,
Crime,
Public Enemy,
The Doobie Brothers,
Von Mondo,
Technova,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Busters,
Cal Tjader,
KRS-One,
Brick,
Davy DMX,
Funkadelic,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
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.