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 Guinea and from Sao Paulo.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 MDC to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All The Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yellowson 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Eli Mardock,
Terry Callier,
Jimmy McGriff,
June of 44,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Zeros,
Mr. Review,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Subhumans,
Young Marble Giants,
Surgeon,
The Golliwogs,
June Days,
Deakin,
Barbara Tucker,
Hasil Adkins,
Lungfish,
The Wake,
Lindisfarne,
Gil Scott Heron,
Quantec,
DNA,
Arthur Verocai,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Morten Harket,
Marshall Jefferson,
K-Klass,
Country Teasers,
Cybotron,
Tubeway Army,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Aloha Tigers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Juan Atkins,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Pantytec,
Pere Ubu,
Tropical Tobacco,
Al Stewart,
Tomorrow,
kango's stein massive,
Hardrive,
the Soft Cell,
Heaven 17,
Rekid,
Circle Jerks,
Buzzcocks,
Harpers Bizarre,
Grandmaster Flash,
Guru Guru,
Derrick Morgan,
Silicon Teens,
Liliput,
Q65,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Brass Construction,
Jacob Miller,
Unrelated Segments,
ABBA,
Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science.
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.