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 Azerbaijan and from Delhi.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Soul Sonic Force to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud. All the underground hits.
All Quando Quango tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wally Richardson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Knickerbockers,
EPMD,
E-Dancer,
Nils Olav,
Harmonia,
Groovy Waters,
Sixth Finger,
Jerry's Kids,
the Normal,
Shoche,
Kaleidoscope,
Sight & Sound,
China Crisis,
Sonic Youth,
Bauhaus,
Tommy Roe,
Henry Cow,
the Bar-Kays,
Jesper Dahlback,
Magma,
Delta 5,
A Certain Ratio,
Mandrill,
The Sonics,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Kevin Saunderson,
Wings,
Matthew Halsall,
Grandmaster Flash,
Fat Boys,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Swans,
The Doobie Brothers,
Monks,
The Birthday Party,
Soul Sonic Force,
Symarip,
The Moody Blues,
Tom Boy,
The Cowsills,
Jandek,
Robert Hood,
Arab on Radar,
Charles Mingus,
Reuben Wilson,
Little Man,
Gang Starr,
Sugar Minott,
Pole,
Sun Ra,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Red Krayola,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Gap Band,
Theoretical Girls,
DJ Sneak,
Toni Rubio,
Cameo,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Archie Shepp,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick.
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.