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 Samoa and from Copenhagen.
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 Salvador and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 A Certain Ratio to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Gang Green. All the underground hits.
All Alton Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nico record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Royal Family And The Poor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mojo Men,
Anthony Braxton,
D'Angelo,
cv313,
Sugar Minott,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Drexciya,
Anakelly,
Amon Düül,
Mantronix,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Angry Samoans,
Wings,
Glambeats Corp.,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Moby Grape,
Siglo XX,
John Cale,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Neon Judgement,
Alphaville,
Minor Threat,
The Gap Band,
Roy Ayers,
The Selecter,
Kenny Larkin,
Kas Product,
Dead Boys,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Tears for Fears,
Hardrive,
Q65,
Ice-T,
The Vogues,
These Immortal Souls,
The Red Krayola,
Eden Ahbez,
Crime,
Boredoms,
Neil Young,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lyres,
New York Dolls,
Grandmaster Flash,
Main Source,
Quadrant,
Susan Cadogan,
Intrusion,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Victims,
Albert Ayler,
The Moody Blues,
Jawbox,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Mo-Dettes,
Blake Baxter,
Sun City Girls,
Schoolly D,
Ituana,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.