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 Glasgow.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Peter & Gordon to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Absolute Body Control. All the underground hits.
All Lightning Bolt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Los Fastidios 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harmonia,
Zapp,
In Retrospect,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Iggy Pop,
Buzzcocks,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Flesh Eaters,
Amon Düül,
The Divine Comedy,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Alice Coltrane,
Metal Thangz,
Neu!,
Mark Hollis,
Boz Scaggs,
Soul II Soul,
The Smoke,
Loose Ends,
The Invisible,
Ken Boothe,
Spoonie Gee,
Tim Buckley,
Rufus Thomas,
This Heat,
Crispy Ambulance,
T. Rex,
Section 25,
The Litter,
B.T. Express,
Bizarre Inc.,
Eden Ahbez,
The Sound,
DJ Sneak,
Sonic Youth,
Jawbox,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Brass Construction,
Supertramp,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ohio Players,
Scratch Acid,
Panda Bear,
Dark Day,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sugar Minott,
The Moody Blues,
Susan Cadogan,
Main Source,
Popol Vuh,
Basic Channel,
Flash Fearless,
The Beau Brummels,
Letta Mbulu,
Nirvana,
ABBA,
David Axelrod,
Mo-Dettes,
Simply Red,
The Kinks,
Young Marble Giants,
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.