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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 marimba 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 MC5 to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Image Ltd. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magazine,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Los Fastidios,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Young Rascals,
Fluxion,
F. McDonald,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Deakin,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Techniques,
JFA,
Massinfluence,
Warren Ellis,
Slick Rick,
Pharoah Sanders,
Moebius,
Delon & Dalcan,
A Certain Ratio,
Bootsy Collins,
Marmalade,
Masters at Work,
Michelle Simonal,
The Barracudas,
Anthony Braxton,
Johnny Clarke,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pere Ubu,
Brand Nubian,
Essential Logic,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Quando Quango,
UT,
Eddi Front,
DJ Style,
Lightning Bolt,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bobby Sherman,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sister Nancy,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Frankie Knuckles,
Cameo,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Red Krayola,
Sarah Menescal,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
David McCallum,
The Tremeloes,
Scion,
Arab on Radar,
Cheater Slicks,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Franke,
Liliput,
The Modern Lovers,
The Standells,
Dave Gahan,
Amon Düül II,
Jeff Lynne,
the Normal, the Normal, the Normal, the Normal.
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.