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 Niger and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Main Source to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Davy DMX. All the underground hits.
All Gabor Szabo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Richard Hell and the Voidoids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gerry Rafferty,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Television Personalities,
John Lydon,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Boogie Down Productions,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Flesh Eaters,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Icehouse,
New Order,
Supertramp,
Altered Images,
Peter & Gordon,
Godley & Creme,
Spoonie Gee,
Todd Rundgren,
Tubeway Army,
Subhumans,
Country Teasers,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Matthew Halsall,
Moby Grape,
Stereo Dub,
Little Man,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gang of Four,
Slick Rick,
The Divine Comedy,
The Dave Clark Five,
Camberwell Now,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Fatback Band,
Scientists,
Suburban Knight,
FM Einheit,
Bush Tetras,
Sound Behaviour,
Groovy Waters,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Mummies,
Monks,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Deakin,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Pharoah Sanders,
Nico,
Severed Heads,
The Walker Brothers,
Tres Demented,
The Monks,
Marmalade,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Deadbeat,
Boredoms,
Laurel Aitken,
The Mojo Men,
Warsaw,
Fad Gadget,
Animal Collective,
Bronski Beat,
The Residents,
The Busters, The Busters, The Busters, The Busters.
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.