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 Turkmenistan and from Lyon.
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 Hong Kong and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the güiro 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 Maleditus Sound to the disco 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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All Drive Like Jehu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skarface 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 marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy Collins,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Basic Channel,
Siglo XX,
Wasted Youth,
Soft Cell,
Eric Copeland,
Ultravox,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Kurtis Blow,
CMW,
Lee Hazlewood,
Black Sheep,
Joe Smooth,
Flamin' Groovies,
Tommy Roe,
The Motions,
Model 500,
Nico,
Mary Jane Girls,
Charles Mingus,
Bill Near,
Goldenarms,
PIL,
The Blackbyrds,
The Mojo Men,
Kenny Larkin,
Niagra,
Scientists,
Joey Negro,
Warren Ellis,
The Associates,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Groovy Waters,
DJ Sneak,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sarah Menescal,
Amon Düül II,
Toni Rubio,
Marine Girls,
Unrelated Segments,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Saccharine Trust,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Boogie Down Productions,
Procol Harum,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Hasil Adkins,
Altered Images,
Donald Byrd,
Fat Boys,
Ossler,
Ohio Players,
Animal Collective,
Theoretical Girls,
Steve Hackett,
The Zeros,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.
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.