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 Samoa and from Beijing.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 mellotron 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 These Immortal Souls 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 The Men They Couldn't Hang. All the underground hits.
All Richard Hell and the Voidoids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious Big And Bone Thugs 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Fania All-Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers,
Mantronix,
Peter & Gordon,
The Smiths,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Mummies,
Franke,
Adolescents,
Lyres,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Blake Baxter,
Ossler,
Stetsasonic,
Albert Ayler,
Blossom Toes,
The Walker Brothers,
The Zeros,
Kevin Saunderson,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Martian,
Marine Girls,
Robert Görl,
Cluster,
Colin Newman,
The Black Dice,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Rhythm & Sound,
John Foxx,
Marc Almond,
The Neon Judgement,
Easy Going,
Gang Gang Dance,
the Fania All-Stars,
World's Most,
Moby Grape,
Charles Mingus,
Vladislav Delay,
The Searchers,
The Saints,
Davy DMX,
Average White Band,
Eve St. Jones,
Stereo Dub,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Simply Red,
Barrington Levy,
Lou Christie,
Eddi Front,
Pulsallama,
Sonic Youth,
Max Romeo,
David Axelrod,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Invisible,
Marvin Gaye,
The Monks,
Fatback Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
Chris & Cosey,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Barbara Tucker,
kango's stein massive,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
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.