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 Malawi and from Johannesburg.
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 Halifax and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Selector Dub Narcotic to the funk 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 Ohio Players. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Black Dice record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Pus,
Chris Corsano,
Joey Negro,
Porter Ricks,
Eric Dolphy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Deepchord,
Kayak,
Kurtis Blow,
Byron Stingily,
DNA,
CMW,
Fugazi,
Eden Ahbez,
Susan Cadogan,
Brass Construction,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Maleditus Sound,
FM Einheit,
R.M.O.,
La Düsseldorf,
Matthew Halsall,
Grauzone,
Livin' Joy,
Hardrive,
The Divine Comedy,
Agitation Free,
Leonard Cohen,
Babytalk,
Sister Nancy,
Metal Thangz,
Spoonie Gee,
Nick Fraelich,
Johnny Clarke,
Camouflage,
Franke,
T.S.O.L.,
Marine Girls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Roger Hodgson,
Gastr Del Sol,
Reuben Wilson,
Chrome,
Arthur Verocai,
The Monks,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sonic Youth,
Anakelly,
MC5,
Donald Byrd,
Public Enemy,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Jandek,
Carl Craig,
AZ,
Yellowson,
Tubeway Army,
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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.