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 Haiti and from London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 It's A Beautiful Day to the rap 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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Vladislav Delay tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mo-Dettes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Association record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
Hashim,
Scrapy,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Saints,
Blossom Toes,
Frankie Knuckles,
Shoche,
Alice Coltrane,
Bizarre Inc.,
Matthew Bourne,
Radiopuhelimet,
Clear Light,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Fortunes,
UT,
Inner City,
Delon & Dalcan,
Gang Starr,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Scientists,
Jeru the Damaja,
Newcleus,
John Cale,
The Modern Lovers,
Pulsallama,
Moebius,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Residents,
Smog,
Letta Mbulu,
Scratch Acid,
Icehouse,
Rites of Spring,
Minny Pops,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Ludus,
Funkadelic,
Moss Icon,
Ossler,
EPMD,
The Tremeloes,
The Young Rascals,
Ornette Coleman,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Janne Schatter,
Toni Rubio,
This Heat,
The Fuzztones,
Barry Ungar,
Tom Boy,
10cc,
Delta 5,
The Star Department,
Stiv Bators,
Lebanon Hanover,
Hardrive,
Barbara Tucker,
Scion,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus.
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.