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 Nepal and from Salvador.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Stockholm.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Slits to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Drive Like Jehu. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mad Mike record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
Ice-T,
The Gories,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Alphaville,
Josef K,
48th St. Collective,
Sugar Minott,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Blues Magoos,
Quando Quango,
Curtis Mayfield,
Althea and Donna,
8 Eyed Spy,
Young Marble Giants,
The Misunderstood,
Panda Bear,
Wolf Eyes,
Girls At Our Best!,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Kenny Larkin,
the Germs,
Soft Machine,
Patti Smith,
Gang Gang Dance,
Icehouse,
Mo-Dettes,
Sixth Finger,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Circle Jerks,
Minutemen,
Nico,
Jawbox,
The Star Department,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pet Shop Boys,
AZ,
Camberwell Now,
David McCallum,
Jimmy McGriff,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Count Five,
Cybotron,
The Motions,
Ludus,
Pere Ubu,
Carl Craig,
Depeche Mode,
Black Bananas,
Parry Music,
Isaac Hayes,
Youth Brigade,
One Last Wish,
Kas Product,
Marine Girls,
Silicon Teens,
Henry Cow,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Fugs,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Surgeon,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.