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 Cameroon and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 marimba 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 Skaos to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Khruangbin. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Human League record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Index record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
Eden Ahbez,
Kevin Saunderson,
Underground Resistance,
New York Dolls,
Neil Young,
Colin Newman,
Connie Case,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mission of Burma,
The Cramps,
OOIOO,
Lee Hazlewood,
Nirvana,
Can,
Faust,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Black Sheep,
Byron Stingily,
The Last Poets,
The Dirtbombs,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
June Days,
Boogie Down Productions,
Althea and Donna,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Eli Mardock,
T.S.O.L.,
Lou Christie,
The Sound,
Erykah Badu,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ultravox,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Mary Jane Girls,
the Human League,
Soulsonic Force,
Barry Ungar,
Scientists,
Rod Modell,
Frankie Knuckles,
the Germs,
Matthew Bourne,
Danielle Patucci,
Amon Düül II,
The Wake,
CMW,
Dennis Brown,
Wolf Eyes,
Skriet,
The Angels of Light,
Motorama,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Flamin' Groovies,
Flash Fearless,
Bootsy Collins,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Rufus Thomas,
Barbara Tucker,
Rekid,
David Axelrod,
Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T.
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.