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 Rwanda and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 theremin 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 Desert Stars to the techno 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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.
All The J.B.'s tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Surgeon 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker,
Josef K,
Derrick Morgan,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Real Kids,
Pierre Henry,
Johnny Clarke,
Lee Hazlewood,
Kevin Saunderson,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Basic Channel,
Cymande,
Joy Division,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Cowsills,
Index,
The Sound,
The Sisters of Mercy,
kango's stein massive,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Associates,
Anthony Braxton,
Stockholm Monsters,
Judy Mowatt,
Urselle,
Ornette Coleman,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Animal Collective,
Angry Samoans,
Isaac Hayes,
Cybotron,
Second Layer,
Spoonie Gee,
B.T. Express,
The Blackbyrds,
Vainqueur,
The Invisible,
Zapp,
Little Man,
The Last Poets,
Ten City,
The Angels of Light,
Unrelated Segments,
Chris & Cosey,
Hasil Adkins,
Nick Fraelich,
The Count Five,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Pet Shop Boys,
DNA,
Q65,
Flipper,
Circle Jerks,
a-ha,
Jandek,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Victims,
Tres Demented,
The Star Department,
Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends.
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.