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 Colombia and from Mexico City.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 June Days to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Amon Düül II. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Mills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bang On A Can record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Whodini,
Ultimate Spinach,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Leonard Cohen,
Colin Newman,
Alison Limerick,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sight & Sound,
Boz Scaggs,
Kerri Chandler,
Roy Ayers,
Piero Umiliani,
Agitation Free,
Soul Sonic Force,
Zapp,
Duran Duran,
The Alarm Clocks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Max Romeo,
Kool Moe Dee,
Crooked Eye,
Mary Jane Girls,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Derrick Morgan,
The Monochrome Set,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Glenn Branca,
Section 25,
Kaleidoscope,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bootsy Collins,
The Evens,
New Age Steppers,
Crash Course in Science,
Matthew Halsall,
Model 500,
The Black Dice,
Faraquet,
Erykah Badu,
Roger Hodgson,
Soft Machine,
Eli Mardock,
Johnny Clarke,
Minutemen,
Sparks,
Thompson Twins,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Goldenarms,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Delta 5,
Magazine,
Quando Quango,
Nas,
The Sonics,
Accadde A,
Lucky Dragons,
New Order,
Nirvana,
The Young Rascals,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO.
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.