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 Qatar and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 The Modern Lovers 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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drexciya record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q and Not U,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
cv313,
Ralphi Rosario,
Michelle Simonal,
E-Dancer,
Barry Ungar,
Wolf Eyes,
Kas Product,
The Kinks,
The Fall,
Jeff Lynne,
Lindisfarne,
Camouflage,
Ken Boothe,
Aloha Tigers,
Procol Harum,
Ponytail,
Pet Shop Boys,
Chris Corsano,
The Monks,
Japan,
Gong,
Soul II Soul,
Nico,
The Pretty Things,
The Gap Band,
Chrome,
Marine Girls,
Lou Christie,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Deepchord,
Index,
Slick Rick,
The Happenings,
Clear Light,
China Crisis,
This Heat,
Popol Vuh,
ABBA,
Pantaleimon,
Dead Boys,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Andrew Hill,
Bill Near,
Lalo Schifrin,
Section 25,
Monolake,
Mandrill,
Sparks,
Gastr Del Sol,
Black Pus,
Wasted Youth,
The Skatalites,
DJ Style,
Delta 5,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Busters,
Gang of Four,
Massinfluence,
The Blackbyrds,
Lightning Bolt,
The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers.
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.