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 Uganda and from New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Danielle Patucci to the jazz 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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Monolake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lucky Dragons,
Hashim,
The Moleskins,
Minny Pops,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
One Last Wish,
Scion,
Bad Manners,
Circle Jerks,
UT,
Grey Daturas,
Marcia Griffiths,
Black Pus,
Joensuu 1685,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Eric Dolphy,
Pulsallama,
Mantronix,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Fortunes,
Nico,
Warren Ellis,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Public Enemy,
The United States of America,
Todd Terry,
A Certain Ratio,
FM Einheit,
Mo-Dettes,
Rod Modell,
Letta Mbulu,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Electric Prunes,
U.S. Maple,
Alice Coltrane,
Scientists,
Davy DMX,
Glenn Branca,
Sex Pistols,
AZ,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Arab on Radar,
June Days,
The Neon Judgement,
Interpol,
The Velvet Underground,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
R.M.O.,
Dawn Penn,
a-ha,
JFA,
Albert Ayler,
Be Bop Deluxe,
PIL,
This Heat,
Fluxion,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sam Rivers,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Busters,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.