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 Bolivia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Zeros to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Ronnie Foster. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fat Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott Heron,
The Residents,
Oblivians,
Todd Rundgren,
Desert Stars,
Sex Pistols,
The Monks,
Amazonics,
Minor Threat,
Bobby Hutcherson,
In Retrospect,
ABC,
Rufus Thomas,
Neu!,
Franke,
Babytalk,
Jeff Lynne,
Ronnie Foster,
Lebanon Hanover,
DJ Sneak,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Skatalites,
Mission of Burma,
Radiohead,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Barracudas,
Mantronix,
The Dirtbombs,
Joensuu 1685,
Tubeway Army,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Erasure,
Essential Logic,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Leaves,
Josef K,
Groovy Waters,
Bauhaus,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
the Swans,
The Smiths,
Average White Band,
Aloha Tigers,
Eurythmics,
Maleditus Sound,
Theoretical Girls,
Prince Buster,
Todd Terry,
Matthew Bourne,
Blossom Toes,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Cheater Slicks,
The Cowsills,
The Neon Judgement,
The Invisible,
June Days,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Magazine,
Animal Collective,
The Gories,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Motorama, Motorama, Motorama, Motorama.
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.