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 Spain and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Lightning Bolt to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Cybotron. All the underground hits.
All The Wake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oppenheimer Analysis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stetsasonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lee Hazlewood,
Lower 48,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Pantytec,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Young Rascals,
Lightning Bolt,
Barrington Levy,
Joe Smooth,
Franke,
OOIOO,
Roger Hodgson,
Massinfluence,
Vladislav Delay,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Jeru the Damaja,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kaleidoscope,
Chrome,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Oblivians,
The Kinks,
MC5,
Sexual Harrassment,
Dave Gahan,
Scientists,
Althea and Donna,
Donald Byrd,
48th St. Collective,
Joy Division,
Faust,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ronan,
Scott Walker,
Kas Product,
AZ,
the Sonics,
Crime,
the Association,
Lyres,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Litter,
Michelle Simonal,
Yaz,
Sixth Finger,
Alton Ellis,
Aaron Thompson,
Harpers Bizarre,
Mr. Review,
Von Mondo,
Agent Orange,
Godley & Creme,
The Monks,
Neu!,
Carl Craig,
The Wake,
Fear,
Easy Going,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Surgeon,
The Angels of Light,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
10cc,
The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders.
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.