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 Costa Rica and from Mexico City.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lagos.
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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Pantytec to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Mars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mandrill,
Skarface,
Accadde A,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Funky Four + One,
Rotary Connection,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Davy DMX,
Negative Approach,
Frankie Knuckles,
Qualms,
The Red Krayola,
Pussy Galore,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Prince Buster,
A Certain Ratio,
Schoolly D,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Alphaville,
The Evens,
The Human League,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Erasure,
Bobby Byrd,
Oneida,
Pere Ubu,
Clear Light,
The American Breed,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ohio Players,
Joe Smooth,
David McCallum,
Harry Pussy,
cv313,
DJ Style,
The Fire Engines,
Ralphi Rosario,
Anthony Braxton,
The Standells,
10cc,
Andrew Hill,
The Zeros,
Stiv Bators,
Idris Muhammad,
the Association,
Khruangbin,
The Blackbyrds,
Nation of Ulysses,
U.S. Maple,
B.T. Express,
Kerri Chandler,
Soul II Soul,
Arcadia,
Public Image Ltd.,
Deepchord,
The Music Machine,
Rakim,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Gories,
Sun Ra,
Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U.
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.