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 Tanzania and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 mellotron 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 Fugazi to the rock 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 Kurtis Blow. All the underground hits.
All Kevin Saunderson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum 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?
The Star Department,
a-ha,
Bluetip,
The Pop Group,
John Coltrane,
Yaz,
Spandau Ballet,
Delta 5,
Agitation Free,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bobby Sherman,
Mo-Dettes,
Outsiders,
Theoretical Girls,
Rotary Connection,
The Cure,
Rhythm & Sound,
Tears for Fears,
The Index,
Faraquet,
Eli Mardock,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ludus,
MC5,
Rites of Spring,
Pole,
Robert Görl,
Chrome,
The Smoke,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Angry Samoans,
Jeff Mills,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sällskapet,
JFA,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sun City Girls,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Wire,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Basic Channel,
Porter Ricks,
The Associates,
The Monochrome Set,
Duran Duran,
Shoche,
Cluster,
The Gladiators,
Junior Murvin,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Mars,
The Human League,
Eric Dolphy,
Deakin,
Amon Düül,
The Martian,
Gang Green,
Reuben Wilson,
Marmalade,
Moebius,
The Standells,
Kool Moe Dee,
David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod.
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.