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 South Africa and from Paris.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Mexico City.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Tom Boy to the techno 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 Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All Unwound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Duran Duran record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
Gabor Szabo,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Symarip,
Reagan Youth,
The Seeds,
Cameo,
DJ Style,
Pole,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rotary Connection,
David Bowie,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Brass Construction,
10cc,
the Sonics,
Harry Pussy,
The Invisible,
Letta Mbulu,
Moebius,
The Remains,
Main Source,
Gang Starr,
Patti Smith,
The Kinks,
Dorothy Ashby,
Smog,
Drexciya,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Groovy Waters,
Pet Shop Boys,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sister Nancy,
AZ,
The Shadows of Knight,
Alton Ellis,
Bob Dylan,
Magma,
Lebanon Hanover,
Monks,
The Slackers,
Barry Ungar,
The Techniques,
Essential Logic,
Icehouse,
Boredoms,
Second Layer,
Suburban Knight,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Byron Stingily,
The Buckinghams,
Carl Craig,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lou Reed,
Andrew Hill,
The Mummies,
Jacques Brel,
Kool Moe Dee,
This Heat,
Chris Corsano,
Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers.
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.