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 Jamaica and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Manchester.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 T.S.O.L. to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bush Tetras 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minny Pops record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funkadelic,
Matthew Bourne,
Godley & Creme,
Neil Young,
Angry Samoans,
Robert Hood,
MC5,
Marshall Jefferson,
Cameo,
Theoretical Girls,
Brass Construction,
Bobby Womack,
Nico,
Gregory Isaacs,
Stetsasonic,
The Skatalites,
Soft Cell,
The Standells,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Young Rascals,
Mandrill,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
EPMD,
The Remains,
The Golliwogs,
Metal Thangz,
Wasted Youth,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Maurizio,
Pagans,
Eric Dolphy,
Althea and Donna,
Agent Orange,
Schoolly D,
Archie Shepp,
Motorama,
Pantytec,
Mantronix,
Curtis Mayfield,
Eurythmics,
Livin' Joy,
Skarface,
Radiohead,
Toni Rubio,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Davy DMX,
Sällskapet,
Intrusion,
Grey Daturas,
The Count Five,
X-102,
The Tremeloes,
JFA,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
the Human League,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Panda Bear,
The Slits,
AZ,
Michelle Simonal,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.