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 Serbia and from Houston.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Big Daddy Kane to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Underground Resistance. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Albert Ayler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Henry Cow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bobbi Humphrey,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Index,
Arthur Verocai,
Bluetip,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Traffic Nightmare,
Gong,
Section 25,
The Slits,
Curtis Mayfield,
Banda Bassotti,
Heaven 17,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Rufus Thomas,
Zapp,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Drive Like Jehu,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Idris Muhammad,
June of 44,
Hashim,
Pagans,
Main Source,
Jimmy McGriff,
Fear,
Tom Boy,
The Star Department,
Brick,
David McCallum,
Juan Atkins,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Neil Young,
MC5,
The Names,
Nation of Ulysses,
Desert Stars,
Lungfish,
The Offenders,
Hasil Adkins,
Motorama,
H. Thieme,
Piero Umiliani,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Crispy Ambulance,
Oneida,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Young Rascals,
Technova,
Minutemen,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Shadows of Knight,
Young Marble Giants,
One Last Wish,
Suburban Knight,
Lakeside,
Sun City Girls,
Jeff Lynne,
The Barracudas,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.