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 Mali and from Cairo.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Excepter to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Womack tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Victims,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Hashim,
Dead Boys,
Tubeway Army,
Avey Tare,
Zero Boys,
Jeff Mills,
Crispy Ambulance,
Joy Division,
Toni Rubio,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Pantytec,
Eric B and Rakim,
Clear Light,
The Evens,
Leonard Cohen,
Public Image Ltd.,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sun City Girls,
Terry Callier,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Albert Ayler,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Martian,
Y Pants,
Isaac Hayes,
The Detroit Cobras,
Yazoo,
Reagan Youth,
The Blues Magoos,
David Axelrod,
James White and The Blacks,
Subhumans,
In Retrospect,
The American Breed,
Aural Exciters,
Stetsasonic,
Matthew Halsall,
Man Eating Sloth,
Pylon,
Basic Channel,
The Toasters,
Scan 7,
Q and Not U,
The Motions,
Circle Jerks,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ossler,
Sonic Youth,
Animal Collective,
John Cale,
Piero Umiliani,
Johnny Osbourne,
Average White Band,
Derrick May,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers.
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.