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 Macedonia and from Seoul.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Mumbai.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the guitar 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 T.S.O.L. to the techno 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 Masters at Work. All the underground hits.
All The Invisible tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Barracudas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James Chance & The Contortions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
Ohio Players,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scientists,
Audionom,
Q and Not U,
8 Eyed Spy,
Young Marble Giants,
Warren Ellis,
The Martian,
June of 44,
Deakin,
The Kinks,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kerrie Biddell,
World's Most,
Thompson Twins,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Cybotron,
Nik Kershaw,
Ken Boothe,
Bang On A Can,
Fluxion,
Flash Fearless,
The Gladiators,
Excepter,
T. Rex,
H. Thieme,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kas Product,
Joe Finger,
Country Teasers,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ultimate Spinach,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sight & Sound,
Youth Brigade,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Neil Young,
Amon Düül,
Average White Band,
Lindisfarne,
Barbara Tucker,
The Mojo Men,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Liliput,
Nils Olav,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Cecil Taylor,
Dave Gahan,
Joey Negro,
Hot Snakes,
MC5,
Essential Logic,
Gabor Szabo,
Crispian St. Peters,
Dorothy Ashby,
cv313,
Avey Tare,
Sandy B,
Arthur Verocai,
Guru Guru,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.