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 Austria and from Tehran.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Basic Channel to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All David McCallum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eyeless In Gaza 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tommy Roe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Hill,
Masters at Work,
ABC,
Joyce Sims,
Basic Channel,
Heaven 17,
Pagans,
Nick Fraelich,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Kurtis Blow,
Jesper Dahlback,
Essential Logic,
Hot Snakes,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kool Moe Dee,
Neil Young,
Ten City,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Q65,
The Gun Club,
London Community Gospel Choir,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Rakim,
Laurel Aitken,
Fugazi,
Alton Ellis,
Trumans Water,
Public Enemy,
The Walker Brothers,
The Gap Band,
Moss Icon,
Rapeman,
Roger Hodgson,
Motorama,
Porter Ricks,
Lightning Bolt,
Underground Resistance,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Groovy Waters,
The Offenders,
Sandy B,
Deakin,
Big Daddy Kane,
Charles Mingus,
The Detroit Cobras,
Jerry's Kids,
Au Pairs,
OOIOO,
CMW,
Marine Girls,
The Litter,
Minutemen,
cv313,
Dave Gahan,
Howard Jones,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Associates,
Von Mondo,
Cheater Slicks,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Modern Lovers,
Avey Tare,
Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti.
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.