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 Armenia and from Lagos.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 linndrum 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 The Velvet Underground to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 London Community Gospel Choir. All the underground hits.
All Larry & the Blue Notes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joy Division 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
David McCallum,
Negative Approach,
Hoover,
ABBA,
FM Einheit,
Monks,
Stockholm Monsters,
Pussy Galore,
Rod Modell,
Kaleidoscope,
Joyce Sims,
The Flesh Eaters,
UT,
Goldenarms,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Angels of Light,
Henry Cow,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Infiniti,
Liliput,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Chris & Cosey,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
10cc,
Hashim,
Fugazi,
MDC,
the Association,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Standells,
Gregory Isaacs,
Cymande,
Suburban Knight,
Minor Threat,
Suicide,
Fad Gadget,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Black Bananas,
Silicon Teens,
Judy Mowatt,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Andrew Hill,
Electric Prunes,
Marine Girls,
the Soft Cell,
A Certain Ratio,
Nico,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Leaves,
Slick Rick,
Freddie Wadling,
Masters at Work,
Rites of Spring,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Average White Band,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
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.