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 Malta and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 snare 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 Nation of Ulysses to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Oblivians. All the underground hits.
All Parry Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacob Miller record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Au Pairs,
In Retrospect,
8 Eyed Spy,
Agent Orange,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Dave Gahan,
Piero Umiliani,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Crash Course in Science,
X-102,
Fear,
Dead Boys,
Man Parrish,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Eric Copeland,
Vladislav Delay,
Deadbeat,
Bill Wells,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pulsallama,
Barry Ungar,
Eric Dolphy,
The Offenders,
Rufus Thomas,
Roger Hodgson,
Sandy B,
Schoolly D,
Lindisfarne,
Tommy Roe,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Harry Pussy,
Infiniti,
Ultra Naté,
Grandmaster Flash,
Das Ding,
Motorama,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Jesper Dahlback,
Cal Tjader,
Echospace,
The Five Americans,
Soft Cell,
The Grass Roots,
Wire,
Idris Muhammad,
Hashim,
Loose Ends,
The Pretty Things,
Subhumans,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gabor Szabo,
Von Mondo,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Wally Richardson,
Dual Sessions,
Saccharine Trust,
Black Flag,
Ten City,
Bobby Sherman,
Man Eating Sloth,
Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.
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.