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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Hong Kong.
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 oboe 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 The Fall to the jazz 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 The Velvet Underground. All the underground hits.
All Prince Buster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Womack 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Make Up,
Massinfluence,
The Gories,
Audionom,
Procol Harum,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Grey Daturas,
Spoonie Gee,
Ornette Coleman,
EPMD,
Archie Shepp,
The Invisible,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Offenders,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
OOIOO,
The Busters,
Newcleus,
Pierre Henry,
Steve Hackett,
Dual Sessions,
Wings,
Con Funk Shun,
Gichy Dan,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Duran Duran,
Young Marble Giants,
Faust,
Rites of Spring,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Clear Light,
Warren Ellis,
Lindisfarne,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Star Department,
Brothers Johnson,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Scion,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lalo Schifrin,
the Normal,
Anthony Braxton,
Kas Product,
Bauhaus,
Grandmaster Flash,
China Crisis,
Eli Mardock,
Joe Finger,
Whodini,
MC5,
Urselle,
Derrick Morgan,
The Walker Brothers,
Quantec,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Standells,
The Buckinghams,
Maurizio,
K-Klass,
Swell Maps,
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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.