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 Bahrain and from Bremen.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Gregory Isaacs to the techno 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 The Wake. All the underground hits.
All Stiv Bators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Charles Mingus,
Rod Modell,
Underground Resistance,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Hasil Adkins,
Procol Harum,
Brothers Johnson,
Television Personalities,
Suicide,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Juan Atkins,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Mary Jane Girls,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Alison Limerick,
The Beau Brummels,
Stockholm Monsters,
Arthur Verocai,
Howard Jones,
Idris Muhammad,
Pet Shop Boys,
X-102,
Barbara Tucker,
Jandek,
Yellowson,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Silicon Teens,
the Fania All-Stars,
Animal Collective,
Model 500,
Drive Like Jehu,
Neil Young,
Funkadelic,
Darondo,
Boz Scaggs,
The Grass Roots,
Eddi Front,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
L. Decosne,
Excepter,
Steve Hackett,
Chris & Cosey,
Echospace,
Masters at Work,
Public Enemy,
Rakim,
Blake Baxter,
Chris Corsano,
Gang Starr,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Magazine,
Aural Exciters,
Suburban Knight,
David Axelrod,
Gichy Dan,
Nick Fraelich,
Agitation Free,
The Gun Club,
Boredoms,
Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun.
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.