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 Canada and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Grandmaster Flash to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All F. McDonald tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Order record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funky Four + One,
Quadrant,
The Mojo Men,
Scrapy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Walker Brothers,
Jeff Lynne,
The New Christs,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Joensuu 1685,
Wally Richardson,
Basic Channel,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Fugs,
Andrew Hill,
Maurizio,
The Cure,
Carl Craig,
Hot Snakes,
ABC,
In Retrospect,
The Fire Engines,
John Foxx,
Lalo Schifrin,
Avey Tare,
Sly & The Family Stone,
June Days,
Alice Coltrane,
The Knickerbockers,
Soulsonic Force,
Amon Düül,
Nico,
Outsiders,
This Heat,
Black Sheep,
Bill Near,
Stetsasonic,
Dennis Brown,
Boz Scaggs,
Cal Tjader,
Marvin Gaye,
Faraquet,
Peter and Kerry,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bill Wells,
Frankie Knuckles,
Los Fastidios,
Grauzone,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Selecter,
JFA,
The Leaves,
Terrestrial Tones,
Eurythmics,
Rakim,
Henry Cow,
Joe Finger,
Flamin' Groovies,
Skarface,
The Evens,
Scan 7,
Shoche,
Derrick May, Derrick May, Derrick May, Derrick May.
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.