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 Italy and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Kurtis Blow to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Frankie Knuckles record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grauzone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Negative Approach,
Saccharine Trust,
Organ,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jacques Brel,
David Bowie,
Lee Hazlewood,
Model 500,
FM Einheit,
Outsiders,
Camberwell Now,
The Grass Roots,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Pantytec,
UT,
Michelle Simonal,
Wasted Youth,
The Martian,
Circle Jerks,
The Kinks,
Blake Baxter,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Moebius,
The Smiths,
Depeche Mode,
T.S.O.L.,
Chrome,
Godley & Creme,
Yusef Lateef,
The Zeros,
Reuben Wilson,
Maleditus Sound,
Ice-T,
Jerry's Kids,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Rhythm & Sound,
Basic Channel,
Intrusion,
Parry Music,
Scientists,
AZ,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Crispian St. Peters,
Shoche,
Silicon Teens,
Anakelly,
Nick Fraelich,
D'Angelo,
Thompson Twins,
Flash Fearless,
MC5,
Terry Callier,
Wings,
Jandek,
Little Man,
Slick Rick,
The Cowsills,
Fad Gadget,
Babytalk,
Magma,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Dirtbombs,
Das Ding,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.