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 Dominican Republic and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Pylon to the funk 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 Barclay James Harvest. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiopuhelimet,
The Pop Group,
Hashim,
The Slits,
Sun Ra,
10cc,
Ralphi Rosario,
Cluster,
The Saints,
Warren Ellis,
Massinfluence,
Newcleus,
The Mojo Men,
Ronan,
Fluxion,
Reagan Youth,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Soul II Soul,
Magma,
Kaleidoscope,
The Five Americans,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Audionom,
Scientists,
Altered Images,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Jeff Mills,
the Fania All-Stars,
Connie Case,
Second Layer,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Buckinghams,
Average White Band,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ultra Naté,
PIL,
The Slackers,
Wally Richardson,
The Gap Band,
Josef K,
Roy Ayers,
Panda Bear,
Man Parrish,
Y Pants,
The Tremeloes,
David Axelrod,
Lucky Dragons,
Deadbeat,
A Certain Ratio,
Toni Rubio,
Pierre Henry,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Cure,
Vladislav Delay,
Silicon Teens,
Schoolly D,
Nico,
Sarah Menescal,
Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes.
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.