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 Guinea and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 guitar 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 Chrome to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Eli Mardock. All the underground hits.
All Hasil Adkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Rundgren record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
EPMD,
Interpol,
Silicon Teens,
Q and Not U,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Circle Jerks,
Pantaleimon,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Depeche Mode,
The Blackbyrds,
Pole,
Magma,
Rotary Connection,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Count Five,
Tom Boy,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
the Association,
The Misunderstood,
Max Romeo,
Spoonie Gee,
Buzzcocks,
Tubeway Army,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Country Teasers,
The Birthday Party,
The Moody Blues,
The Tremeloes,
Kool Moe Dee,
Fluxion,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Techniques,
Bauhaus,
Can,
Yellowson,
Moss Icon,
E-Dancer,
Soft Machine,
Reagan Youth,
Loose Ends,
Technova,
Cheater Slicks,
ABBA,
Absolute Body Control,
The Moleskins,
Negative Approach,
The Dead C,
Brass Construction,
The Barracudas,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Blancmange,
PIL,
Easy Going,
The United States of America,
Rapeman,
Junior Murvin,
Glenn Branca,
Lungfish,
New Order,
Minnie Riperton,
Erasure,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.