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 Germany and from Portland.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Searchers to the grunge 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 Idris Muhammad. All the underground hits.
All Susan Cadogan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cymande 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
B.T. Express,
Fluxion,
Yellowson,
The Real Kids,
Big Daddy Kane,
Gabor Szabo,
Marine Girls,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Donny Hathaway,
Maleditus Sound,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Q and Not U,
Lucky Dragons,
Andrew Hill,
Drive Like Jehu,
Jandek,
Dual Sessions,
Echospace,
The Smoke,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Nico,
Ultra Naté,
Joensuu 1685,
Make Up,
Kaleidoscope,
The Trojans,
Lou Reed,
Groovy Waters,
The Zeros,
New Age Steppers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ossler,
Ronnie Foster,
Minny Pops,
Neu!,
Scan 7,
The Happenings,
Section 25,
Flipper,
Flash Fearless,
The Mummies,
Pierre Henry,
Michelle Simonal,
Royal Trux,
Ohio Players,
Unrelated Segments,
Yusef Lateef,
Gregory Isaacs,
New Order,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Standells,
The Slackers,
The Busters,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ituana,
Fatback Band,
Nils Olav,
The Slits, The Slits, The Slits, The Slits.
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.