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 Guyana and from Hong Kong.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Janne Schatter to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All The Last Poets tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nils Olav 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marcia Griffiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
June of 44,
New Order,
Fluxion,
Altered Images,
Little Man,
Radiohead,
T.S.O.L.,
Young Marble Giants,
Sam Rivers,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Pere Ubu,
Pagans,
Aaron Thompson,
Inner City,
Bad Manners,
Procol Harum,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ronan,
Pantytec,
The Names,
Q and Not U,
Brothers Johnson,
Excepter,
Spoonie Gee,
Flipper,
Talk Talk,
Connie Case,
Deakin,
Erasure,
Brand Nubian,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Cowsills,
Boz Scaggs,
The Mummies,
Carl Craig,
PIL,
Masters at Work,
The Standells,
Nick Fraelich,
Rufus Thomas,
Boogie Down Productions,
CMW,
One Last Wish,
Maurizio,
Toni Rubio,
The Black Dice,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Chrome,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Kerri Chandler,
Amazonics,
Groovy Waters,
Massinfluence,
Severed Heads,
The Star Department,
The Mojo Men,
Henry Cow,
Popol Vuh,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope.
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.