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 Switzerland and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 snare 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 Jandek to the dance 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 Swell Maps. All the underground hits.
All Roxette 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 techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Motorama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gabor Szabo,
The Cowsills,
DJ Sneak,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
John Holt,
Ultra Naté,
UT,
Blake Baxter,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nils Olav,
Brass Construction,
Niagra,
Magazine,
Gregory Isaacs,
Rapeman,
John Foxx,
Slave,
Jeff Mills,
Simply Red,
Symarip,
Aural Exciters,
The Stooges,
Malaria!,
La Düsseldorf,
Gang Starr,
X-102,
Spoonie Gee,
Moss Icon,
Technova,
The Victims,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Robert Hood,
Qualms,
Yellowson,
The Motions,
Oneida,
Tres Demented,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Birthday Party,
Yazoo,
Quadrant,
This Heat,
A Certain Ratio,
The Black Dice,
The Alarm Clocks,
Johnny Clarke,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Alphaville,
Piero Umiliani,
The Fugs,
Newcleus,
The Gladiators,
Skarface,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sonic Youth,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.