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 Spain and from Milan.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Faraquet to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Banda Bassotti. All the underground hits.
All The Black Dice tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sight & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Girls At Our Best! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Charles Mingus,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Fire Engines,
Accadde A,
T.S.O.L.,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lakeside,
Brass Construction,
The Moody Blues,
The Sonics,
The Doors,
Hardrive,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Mandrill,
Wolf Eyes,
Alphaville,
Pere Ubu,
Adolescents,
Whodini,
H. Thieme,
Wally Richardson,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sun City Girls,
Index,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Amazonics,
Ultimate Spinach,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Music Machine,
Smog,
Babytalk,
K-Klass,
Los Fastidios,
Aaron Thompson,
Youth Brigade,
The Gun Club,
Deadbeat,
Sandy B,
Clear Light,
Letta Mbulu,
La Düsseldorf,
E-Dancer,
Grauzone,
Eurythmics,
LL Cool J,
The Neon Judgement,
Kaleidoscope,
Motorama,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lungfish,
The Standells,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Mark Hollis,
The Birthday Party,
Andrew Hill,
Danielle Patucci,
Marcia Griffiths,
Stockholm Monsters,
10cc,
Unrelated Segments,
The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams.
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.