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 Haiti and from Winnipeg.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Cymande to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bizarre Inc.. All the underground hits.
All The Jesus and Mary Chain tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Gang Dance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cybotron,
Pylon,
China Crisis,
Blake Baxter,
Flash Fearless,
The Fortunes,
Lebanon Hanover,
Panda Bear,
Jeru the Damaja,
Monolake,
The Offenders,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Zero Boys,
Ice-T,
Flamin' Groovies,
a-ha,
Wally Richardson,
Dark Day,
Sight & Sound,
The Monochrome Set,
The Selecter,
Anthony Braxton,
Eve St. Jones,
Accadde A,
Rod Modell,
Guru Guru,
Marc Almond,
Negative Approach,
Qualms,
Los Fastidios,
Radiohead,
Faust,
Mr. Review,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Hasil Adkins,
Stockholm Monsters,
Joey Negro,
Gichy Dan,
Black Bananas,
Henry Cow,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sun City Girls,
The Walker Brothers,
The Neon Judgement,
Slick Rick,
CMW,
The Raincoats,
The Flesh Eaters,
Absolute Body Control,
Fat Boys,
Rosa Yemen,
The Mojo Men,
Mark Hollis,
Oblivians,
Eric Dolphy,
Marshall Jefferson,
Quando Quango,
Jacques Brel,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Groovy Waters,
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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.