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 Mauritania and from Toronto.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Lou Reed & Metallica to the techno 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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mojo Men record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fugs,
Von Mondo,
Skaos,
The Fuzztones,
Hoover,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Moebius,
Newcleus,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Rod Modell,
Pantytec,
Hot Snakes,
Ossler,
Bill Wells,
Bad Manners,
Oneida,
The Blackbyrds,
Siglo XX,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bronski Beat,
Circle Jerks,
Electric Prunes,
Faust,
Mission of Burma,
Patti Smith,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
FM Einheit,
Harry Pussy,
Bobby Womack,
Buzzcocks,
CMW,
The Sound,
The Five Americans,
Pagans,
Mary Jane Girls,
Icehouse,
KRS-One,
New Order,
Ohio Players,
Marc Almond,
Talk Talk,
Lucky Dragons,
Peter and Kerry,
Outsiders,
Ralphi Rosario,
The J.B.'s,
Arthur Verocai,
Anthony Braxton,
Infiniti,
Alton Ellis,
The Pretty Things,
The Walker Brothers,
The Zeros,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lakeside,
Pussy Galore,
Todd Rundgren,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Rekid,
Faraquet,
John Foxx,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood.
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.