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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Accra.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Hardrive to the techno 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 The Cure. All the underground hits.
All Fluxion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Rundgren,
Don Cherry,
Mark Hollis,
Soulsonic Force,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Matthew Bourne,
Spoonie Gee,
Vainqueur,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Alison Limerick,
Ten City,
kango's stein massive,
Minor Threat,
Mad Mike,
The Standells,
Jesper Dahlback,
B.T. Express,
Gang Gang Dance,
Slave,
OOIOO,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Spandau Ballet,
James White and The Blacks,
Blake Baxter,
The Count Five,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Beau Brummels,
David McCallum,
Black Sheep,
Shuggie Otis,
Visage,
Black Moon,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Nik Kershaw,
Thee Headcoats,
L. Decosne,
Drexciya,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Flipper,
Adolescents,
Angry Samoans,
Rod Modell,
Alice Coltrane,
Sun Ra,
Television Personalities,
Subhumans,
Traffic Nightmare,
Patti Smith,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Alphaville,
Terry Callier,
The Pop Group,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Juan Atkins,
the Human League,
Anthony Braxton,
U.S. Maple,
Nirvana,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.