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 Slovakia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 synthesizer 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon to the grime 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 Outsiders. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Frankie Knuckles,
Janne Schatter,
The Electric Prunes,
Deepchord,
FM Einheit,
Bang On A Can,
Ken Boothe,
Minnie Riperton,
Kerri Chandler,
Crash Course in Science,
Jerry's Kids,
Swans,
Angry Samoans,
The Sound,
F. McDonald,
cv313,
Clear Light,
Hoover,
Kayak,
Rosa Yemen,
Dawn Penn,
Outsiders,
Skaos,
Cameo,
It's A Beautiful Day,
D'Angelo,
The New Christs,
Con Funk Shun,
Eric Copeland,
Amazonics,
The Stooges,
Tubeway Army,
Toni Rubio,
Lightning Bolt,
Gichy Dan,
Monks,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Kinks,
Vladislav Delay,
Barbara Tucker,
The Buckinghams,
David McCallum,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ultravox,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Searchers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Harmonia,
Cymande,
Gabor Szabo,
The Martian,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
DJ Sneak,
The Music Machine,
The Cramps,
Alphaville,
X-101,
Matthew Bourne,
Pylon,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Cal Tjader,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.