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 Malaysia and from Edmonton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Sao Paulo.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Nation of Ulysses to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Curtis Mayfield record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Count Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gun Club,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rosa Yemen,
Neil Young,
Lebanon Hanover,
Hot Snakes,
Fear,
Joyce Sims,
cv313,
Wire,
Nirvana,
The Angels of Light,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Drexciya,
Soulsonic Force,
The Five Americans,
Bootsy Collins,
Organ,
The Flesh Eaters,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pere Ubu,
The Knickerbockers,
Letta Mbulu,
Terrestrial Tones,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Camberwell Now,
Althea and Donna,
Jimmy McGriff,
Panda Bear,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Dennis Brown,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sparks,
Zapp,
DJ Sneak,
Carl Craig,
Stetsasonic,
Steve Hackett,
Soft Machine,
The Smiths,
Delta 5,
Blancmange,
Arcadia,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Wasted Youth,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
T. Rex,
The Remains,
Los Fastidios,
Blake Baxter,
Janne Schatter,
Animal Collective,
Bizarre Inc.,
Heaven 17,
The Busters,
the Sonics,
Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd.
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.