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 Hungary and from Johannesburg.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Reagan Youth to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Tropical Tobacco. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Byron Stingily,
The Gories,
Rhythm & Sound,
Roger Hodgson,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Alphaville,
Black Flag,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Slave,
Q and Not U,
Flash Fearless,
Fat Boys,
Johnny Clarke,
Joe Smooth,
Letta Mbulu,
Sex Pistols,
Flipper,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Panda Bear,
Quando Quango,
June Days,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Robert Hood,
DJ Sneak,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lower 48,
The Dead C,
Popol Vuh,
B.T. Express,
Bobby Sherman,
Sarah Menescal,
the Association,
UT,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ronan,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Eric Copeland,
the Sonics,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Arcadia,
Wings,
F. McDonald,
World's Most,
The Busters,
Cal Tjader,
The Electric Prunes,
The Flesh Eaters,
Slick Rick,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Skaos,
Soul II Soul,
The Gun Club,
Brothers Johnson,
DJ Style,
Sixth Finger,
Japan,
Mandrill,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Magazine,
Yazoo,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.