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 Burundi and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Holger Czukay 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 Marcia Griffiths to the grime 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 Joey Negro. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every a-ha record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Rhythm & Sound,
Massinfluence,
Groovy Waters,
Darondo,
Boz Scaggs,
Rapeman,
Terry Callier,
The Leaves,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ossler,
The Evens,
Soul Sonic Force,
the Association,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Cameo,
Amon Düül II,
Albert Ayler,
Terrestrial Tones,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Alice Coltrane,
Ronan,
Quando Quango,
Intrusion,
Saccharine Trust,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Barry Ungar,
Chris & Cosey,
Deakin,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Move,
The Selecter,
Con Funk Shun,
Jimmy McGriff,
Underground Resistance,
Juan Atkins,
Suburban Knight,
The Knickerbockers,
Ludus,
Barbara Tucker,
a-ha,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Monks,
New York Dolls,
Eve St. Jones,
Skaos,
Roger Hodgson,
Newcleus,
Blossom Toes,
The Invisible,
Thee Headcoats,
The Fortunes,
Icehouse,
Siglo XX,
Traffic Nightmare,
Cal Tjader,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sun Ra,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.