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 Norway and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Mantronix to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Lungfish. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Au Pairs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
Desert Stars,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Danielle Patucci,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kool Moe Dee,
Chrome,
Pantytec,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Pussy Galore,
Spoonie Gee,
Skarface,
The Doors,
Aswad,
Sound Behaviour,
Royal Trux,
Angry Samoans,
Swell Maps,
F. McDonald,
CMW,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Cramps,
a-ha,
Harpers Bizarre,
Fat Boys,
Roy Ayers,
Funky Four + One,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Crooked Eye,
Organ,
Johnny Clarke,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lou Reed,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gang of Four,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Zero Boys,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
KRS-One,
Pulsallama,
Drexciya,
Banda Bassotti,
Avey Tare,
Ice-T,
Moby Grape,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Dave Gahan,
Radiopuhelimet,
Vladislav Delay,
Ponytail,
Monolake,
Popol Vuh,
The Modern Lovers,
Reagan Youth,
Nas,
John Foxx,
The Remains,
The Last Poets,
The Doobie Brothers,
Swans,
OOIOO,
The Five Americans,
Spandau Ballet,
Mad Mike, Mad Mike, Mad Mike, Mad Mike.
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.