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 Tanzania 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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the theremin 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 Guru Guru to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Leaves,
Half Japanese,
Dorothy Ashby,
Blossom Toes,
The Mummies,
Can,
Ultimate Spinach,
Negative Approach,
Dead Boys,
Scion,
The Dead C,
The Stooges,
Nation of Ulysses,
Thee Headcoats,
The Associates,
Eric B and Rakim,
Mars,
Brick,
Matthew Bourne,
Joy Division,
Ronnie Foster,
This Heat,
The Monochrome Set,
Silicon Teens,
Camberwell Now,
Curtis Mayfield,
Robert Wyatt,
Peter & Gordon,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Black Dice,
PIL,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Newcleus,
Fluxion,
Public Enemy,
Joey Negro,
Byron Stingily,
Gil Scott Heron,
MC5,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Japan,
Hardrive,
Whodini,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lungfish,
The Toasters,
China Crisis,
Grey Daturas,
The Wake,
Sly & The Family Stone,
EPMD,
Soft Machine,
The Electric Prunes,
The Vogues,
Section 25,
The Birthday Party,
Black Sheep,
The Alarm Clocks,
Harmonia,
Heaven 17,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.