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 Switzerland and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Mark Hollis to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Mars. All the underground hits.
All The Pop Group tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every L. Decosne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Darondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Moebius,
Gastr Del Sol,
Johnny Osbourne,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Erykah Badu,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Chris & Cosey,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Pere Ubu,
The Stooges,
Whodini,
Sällskapet,
The Fortunes,
Radio Birdman,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Joe Finger,
Scratch Acid,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Youth Brigade,
Jerry's Kids,
Tomorrow,
F. McDonald,
Adolescents,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
James White and The Blacks,
Donald Byrd,
Pantytec,
The Grass Roots,
Moss Icon,
New Age Steppers,
Nirvana,
Saccharine Trust,
T.S.O.L.,
Hasil Adkins,
The Associates,
Terry Callier,
Brass Construction,
X-102,
Con Funk Shun,
The Invisible,
The Music Machine,
Jandek,
The Sound,
Sandy B,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Human League,
The Vogues,
DJ Sneak,
Moby Grape,
Young Marble Giants,
Marmalade,
Isaac Hayes,
Unwound,
Todd Rundgren,
The Saints,
The Slits, The Slits, The Slits, The Slits.
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.