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 Somalia and from Columbus.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 linndrum 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 Lakeside to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 World's Most. All the underground hits.
All Alphaville tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The United States of America record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Order,
Animal Collective,
Faust,
Crispy Ambulance,
Altered Images,
Don Cherry,
The Sound,
Sonic Youth,
Minny Pops,
Livin' Joy,
Clear Light,
Yaz,
Charles Mingus,
Joy Division,
Essential Logic,
Tres Demented,
Girls At Our Best!,
Robert Wyatt,
Depeche Mode,
Marshall Jefferson,
Kool Moe Dee,
Susan Cadogan,
Swell Maps,
Excepter,
The American Breed,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Unwound,
The Mojo Men,
Sun City Girls,
Joe Smooth,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mandrill,
The Martian,
The Motions,
8 Eyed Spy,
Massinfluence,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Dead Boys,
Ituana,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Bill Near,
Tim Buckley,
Black Moon,
Grandmaster Flash,
Agitation Free,
The Victims,
The Fire Engines,
The Moleskins,
Boz Scaggs,
John Foxx,
Ponytail,
Drive Like Jehu,
Spoonie Gee,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Barclay James Harvest,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ohio Players,
Ice-T,
Rhythm & Sound,
June of 44,
Robert Hood,
Delta 5,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.