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 Estonia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 clarinet 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 Teenage Jesus and the Jerks to the grime 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All Reuben Wilson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Curtis Mayfield record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scion,
Sixth Finger,
Parry Music,
Absolute Body Control,
The Offenders,
Clear Light,
Supertramp,
JFA,
David Bowie,
Adolescents,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Rakim,
The Monks,
Barbara Tucker,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Junior Murvin,
The Human League,
Radiohead,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ludus,
Jeff Mills,
Mars,
OOIOO,
Throbbing Gristle,
Nik Kershaw,
The Remains,
Country Teasers,
Soft Machine,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Hardrive,
Unrelated Segments,
Tubeway Army,
These Immortal Souls,
Curtis Mayfield,
Mission of Burma,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Niagra,
Surgeon,
Fluxion,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Young Marble Giants,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sight & Sound,
Trumans Water,
Television Personalities,
Ash Ra Tempel,
the Soft Cell,
The Toasters,
Al Stewart,
Carl Craig,
Guru Guru,
Freddie Wadling,
Funky Four + One,
Pierre Henry,
Robert Wyatt,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Erasure,
The Wake,
The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins.
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.