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 Greece and from Jakarta.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 the Germs to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Animal Collective. All the underground hits.
All Gang Gang Dance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suburban Knight 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kaleidoscope record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Parry Music,
The Stooges,
Ice-T,
LL Cool J,
Bobby Womack,
The Modern Lovers,
Lucky Dragons,
Brand Nubian,
Y Pants,
Don Cherry,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Blackbyrds,
Bronski Beat,
Supertramp,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kevin Saunderson,
Minny Pops,
Pussy Galore,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
New Age Steppers,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Funky Four + One,
Rosa Yemen,
Suicide,
The Dave Clark Five,
Quantec,
Sun City Girls,
Amon Düül,
The Moody Blues,
Lalann,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Davy DMX,
MC5,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Circle Jerks,
Young Marble Giants,
Audionom,
Spandau Ballet,
Bob Dylan,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Black Dice,
Heaven 17,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Yazoo,
The Raincoats,
Make Up,
Visage,
Jacques Brel,
the Human League,
Guru Guru,
Mars,
Brick,
Loose Ends,
Ronnie Foster,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Icehouse,
The Seeds,
Fear,
Gichy Dan,
Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.
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.