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 Gambia and from Calgary.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Kerrie Biddell to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bad Manners,
The Martian,
Dark Day,
Johnny Clarke,
cv313,
Todd Terry,
Eli Mardock,
Bang On A Can,
Matthew Bourne,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Peter and Kerry,
Television Personalities,
Jerry's Kids,
The Remains,
Talk Talk,
Brothers Johnson,
Sonic Youth,
The Names,
10cc,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Todd Rundgren,
Kerri Chandler,
Suburban Knight,
The Mojo Men,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Radiohead,
Harry Pussy,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Happenings,
The Human League,
Roxy Music,
Idris Muhammad,
Mad Mike,
Section 25,
Easy Going,
The Techniques,
Flamin' Groovies,
Thee Headcoats,
Hasil Adkins,
Yellowson,
Robert Wyatt,
Marvin Gaye,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
K-Klass,
E-Dancer,
Lungfish,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
DNA,
Mo-Dettes,
Young Marble Giants,
Faust,
Man Eating Sloth,
Dual Sessions,
The Slits,
Soul II Soul,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Scratch Acid,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.