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 Ghana and from Madrid.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Nirvana to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Mad Mike. All the underground hits.
All Bad Manners tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Charles Mingus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Martian,
The Move,
Agitation Free,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Zeros,
Scrapy,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Josef K,
Chrome,
Charles Mingus,
Chris & Cosey,
In Retrospect,
The Fuzztones,
Sight & Sound,
Tears for Fears,
Agent Orange,
Altered Images,
Pierre Henry,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Toasters,
Stiv Bators,
Ponytail,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Thee Headcoats,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Rakim,
Groovy Waters,
Lucky Dragons,
The Wake,
Malaria!,
World's Most,
Hardrive,
Reuben Wilson,
Excepter,
Liliput,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Severed Heads,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lou Christie,
Blancmange,
Popol Vuh,
Tom Boy,
Organ,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sister Nancy,
Nico,
Eric Copeland,
The Invisible,
John Lydon,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Happenings,
K-Klass,
MC5,
Sonic Youth,
The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans.
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.