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 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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Slits to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Crash Course in Science. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Urselle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
The Evens,
Thee Headcoats,
Crime,
New York Dolls,
Grandmaster Flash,
Dave Gahan,
The Doobie Brothers,
a-ha,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Schoolly D,
Sex Pistols,
Sugar Minott,
Von Mondo,
the Swans,
Matthew Bourne,
Organ,
Audionom,
The Sonics,
Angry Samoans,
Jesper Dahlback,
Anthony Braxton,
Chris Corsano,
The Fuzztones,
ABBA,
Scan 7,
Simply Red,
Shuggie Otis,
Public Image Ltd.,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Beau Brummels,
Bang On A Can,
Moebius,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Wake,
Qualms,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Cymande,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Leonard Cohen,
Bizarre Inc.,
Alphaville,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Gang Green,
Lakeside,
Wire,
Supertramp,
Jeff Mills,
Faraquet,
The Skatalites,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Altered Images,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fluxion,
Section 25,
Arthur Verocai,
Depeche Mode,
Monolake,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.