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 Bulgaria and from Delhi.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Delta 5 to the disco 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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lonnie Liston Smith 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 marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neu!,
Altered Images,
Jeff Mills,
Joe Smooth,
Black Sheep,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Colin Newman,
Malaria!,
Sister Nancy,
John Lydon,
The Residents,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Electric Light Orchestra,
B.T. Express,
Suburban Knight,
Barclay James Harvest,
Fear,
Carl Craig,
Soft Cell,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Mad Mike,
The Tremeloes,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Pantytec,
Tom Boy,
Wolf Eyes,
Bluetip,
Warren Ellis,
The Real Kids,
F. McDonald,
Index,
OOIOO,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Busters,
Khruangbin,
Stereo Dub,
Alice Coltrane,
the Slits,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eric Copeland,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bad Manners,
The Golliwogs,
Sarah Menescal,
Sonny Sharrock,
Little Man,
Wally Richardson,
Quando Quango,
Bauhaus,
Rhythm & Sound,
Porter Ricks,
Charles Mingus,
James White and The Blacks,
Basic Channel,
China Crisis,
Skaos,
Erasure,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five.
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.