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 El Salvador and from Houston.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Taipei.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the snare 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 Zero Boys to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Popol Vuh. All the underground hits.
All DeepChord presents Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sound 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy's Rubber Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Marvin Gaye,
Can,
Amon Düül,
Althea and Donna,
The Techniques,
Alphaville,
Alton Ellis,
Ronnie Foster,
The Velvet Underground,
Fat Boys,
Dave Gahan,
Amon Düül II,
Kool Moe Dee,
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Jacques Brel,
The Slits,
Yazoo,
The Human League,
Man Eating Sloth,
Nils Olav,
John Cale,
Pylon,
Johnny Clarke,
Crispian St. Peters,
Subhumans,
Bluetip,
Metal Thangz,
Livin' Joy,
Steve Hackett,
Albert Ayler,
Television,
Minny Pops,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Gap Band,
Inner City,
Rufus Thomas,
Juan Atkins,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Cecil Taylor,
Young Marble Giants,
Soft Cell,
Radiohead,
DNA,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sonic Youth,
Electric Prunes,
Derrick May,
The Pop Group,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Niagra,
The Flesh Eaters,
Letta Mbulu,
Howard Jones,
Supertramp,
Yellowson,
The Blues Magoos,
Barry Ungar,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Angels of Light,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.