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 Jamaica and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 organ 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 Tubeway Army to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Rekid. All the underground hits.
All Interpol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Animal Collective,
the Soft Cell,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Five Americans,
Ken Boothe,
The Modern Lovers,
Oneida,
Brick,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jandek,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Easy Going,
Symarip,
JFA,
Albert Ayler,
Johnny Clarke,
Smog,
Glenn Branca,
Heaven 17,
Mo-Dettes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
DJ Sneak,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Aaron Thompson,
Popol Vuh,
The Standells,
Qualms,
These Immortal Souls,
Soulsonic Force,
Section 25,
Minny Pops,
Theoretical Girls,
Blancmange,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Martian,
Groovy Waters,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Cramps,
Deakin,
Michelle Simonal,
Nirvana,
Public Enemy,
Funky Four + One,
Das Ding,
New Age Steppers,
Donald Byrd,
Amazonics,
Marcia Griffiths,
Roger Hodgson,
the Bar-Kays,
Terrestrial Tones,
Con Funk Shun,
Rufus Thomas,
Dark Day,
Dave Gahan,
Patti Smith,
The Fall,
Cybotron,
Jeff Lynne,
The Sonics,
The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies.
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.