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 Armenia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 mellotron 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 The United States of America to the rap 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 Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All DNA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ajijia Myrayebe 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reagan Youth,
Pagans,
Nik Kershaw,
Brass Construction,
DJ Sneak,
The Techniques,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Warsaw,
Maleditus Sound,
Audionom,
The Tremeloes,
Todd Rundgren,
Inner City,
Intrusion,
Sex Pistols,
Hot Snakes,
Eric Copeland,
Soft Cell,
Wasted Youth,
Deakin,
Jerry's Kids,
48th St. Collective,
Avey Tare,
Pantaleimon,
Scott Walker,
Wire,
Lightning Bolt,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Slave,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Mark Hollis,
E-Dancer,
Unrelated Segments,
Minor Threat,
Jandek,
Eurythmics,
cv313,
Charles Mingus,
Mission of Burma,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lou Reed,
Moby Grape,
Don Cherry,
Los Fastidios,
John Holt,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
KRS-One,
Fad Gadget,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Moss Icon,
Crooked Eye,
Sixth Finger,
James White and The Blacks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Dead C,
Reuben Wilson,
Swans,
Bootsy Collins,
Duran Duran,
Slick Rick,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.