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 Kuwait and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 guitar 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 Crime to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 OOIOO. All the underground hits.
All The Invisible tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sällskapet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brothers Johnson,
In Retrospect,
Thee Headcoats,
The Fortunes,
The Techniques,
Crime,
Wasted Youth,
Animal Collective,
Joe Finger,
Ituana,
Althea and Donna,
The Barracudas,
Terry Callier,
Marc Almond,
Unrelated Segments,
Scratch Acid,
Radio Birdman,
Alison Limerick,
Drive Like Jehu,
Moby Grape,
FM Einheit,
Charles Mingus,
Cluster,
Peter and Kerry,
EPMD,
The Seeds,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Matthew Bourne,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Eli Mardock,
Lalo Schifrin,
Joe Smooth,
Moss Icon,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
48th St. Collective,
Wings,
Rekid,
The Gladiators,
Throbbing Gristle,
Harmonia,
Pantaleimon,
Crash Course in Science,
Dorothy Ashby,
Soft Machine,
Buzzcocks,
The Pretty Things,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Anthony Braxton,
Soft Cell,
X-101,
Warren Ellis,
Tommy Roe,
Nils Olav,
Rufus Thomas,
La Düsseldorf,
Hardrive,
Jacques Brel,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Minutemen,
kango's stein massive, kango's stein massive, kango's stein massive, kango's stein massive.
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.