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 Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 synthesizer 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 Unrelated Segments to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Banda Bassotti. All the underground hits.
All This Heat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wings 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 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drexciya record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Judy Mowatt,
The American Breed,
the Human League,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Buckinghams,
Yaz,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Gerry Rafferty,
Soul II Soul,
Ludus,
The Mighty Diamonds,
FM Einheit,
the Swans,
Make Up,
Derrick May,
Stockholm Monsters,
Danielle Patucci,
Eric Dolphy,
Lungfish,
Warsaw,
Wire,
Angry Samoans,
Tommy Roe,
Jeff Lynne,
The Misunderstood,
Animal Collective,
Minny Pops,
Public Image Ltd.,
John Coltrane,
The Offenders,
Hashim,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Blake Baxter,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rod Modell,
The Velvet Underground,
Yazoo,
New Order,
The Stooges,
Pharoah Sanders,
Pagans,
Television Personalities,
Japan,
Donny Hathaway,
Tears for Fears,
Lightning Bolt,
Graham Central Station,
Livin' Joy,
The Black Dice,
Radiohead,
Mr. Review,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Bizarre Inc.,
Peter and Kerry,
The Red Krayola,
Maurizio,
La Düsseldorf,
Lou Reed,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.