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 Paraguay and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 808 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 Motorama to the rap 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 Grauzone. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Los Fastidios record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters 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?
Rod Modell,
Clear Light,
Kenny Larkin,
Malaria!,
Motorama,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Aloha Tigers,
Symarip,
The Buckinghams,
Joensuu 1685,
Massinfluence,
Deepchord,
Blossom Toes,
Skaos,
The Index,
Gabor Szabo,
The Techniques,
JFA,
Cheater Slicks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Oblivians,
Eli Mardock,
Derrick May,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Leaves,
the Slits,
The Wake,
Sun Ra,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Matthew Bourne,
The Human League,
The Moody Blues,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Barracudas,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Zeros,
Piero Umiliani,
The Durutti Column,
Albert Ayler,
Black Sheep,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Colin Newman,
The Blues Magoos,
Camberwell Now,
June Days,
the Germs,
Dark Day,
The Moleskins,
The Invisible,
Marmalade,
Dennis Brown,
Rhythm & Sound,
DJ Sneak,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Names,
Roy Ayers,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bizarre Inc.,
Goldenarms,
The Modern Lovers,
Magazine,
Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade.
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.