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 Micronesia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Absolute Body Control to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Peanut Butter Conspiracy. All the underground hits.
All Kas Product tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gladiators 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a L. Decosne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barbara Tucker,
Black Moon,
Hoover,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Neil Young,
Ituana,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bootsy Collins,
The Misunderstood,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Black Sheep,
Boredoms,
Chrome,
Glenn Branca,
Juan Atkins,
Schoolly D,
Spandau Ballet,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ultravox,
Toni Rubio,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Interpol,
Gang of Four,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Roy Ayers,
The Sonics,
The Golliwogs,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Boz Scaggs,
Rotary Connection,
Robert Görl,
The Busters,
CMW,
the Soft Cell,
The Fugs,
Big Daddy Kane,
Swell Maps,
Derrick Morgan,
Theoretical Girls,
Saccharine Trust,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lou Reed,
Fugazi,
Aaron Thompson,
Junior Murvin,
Mary Jane Girls,
Minutemen,
The Music Machine,
Rites of Spring,
The Star Department,
EPMD,
Shoche,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Max Romeo,
Ohio Players,
Tres Demented,
Quantec,
Flipper,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
New York Dolls,
The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men.
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.