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 Iceland and from Shanghai.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Los Fastidios tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deadbeat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Index record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rekid,
Frankie Knuckles,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Hardrive,
The Smiths,
Nick Fraelich,
Thompson Twins,
Vladislav Delay,
Eric Copeland,
Sugar Minott,
Dark Day,
Laurel Aitken,
The Sound,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jawbox,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
the Sonics,
Technova,
Hashim,
China Crisis,
The Music Machine,
Derrick May,
The Move,
Mr. Review,
David Axelrod,
T.S.O.L.,
Harpers Bizarre,
Pharoah Sanders,
Black Flag,
Ronan,
Ituana,
Lee Hazlewood,
Danielle Patucci,
Television Personalities,
Underground Resistance,
cv313,
Pole,
KRS-One,
Darondo,
Whodini,
Brick,
Jeff Lynne,
ABBA,
The Mojo Men,
Lalann,
Loose Ends,
Skarface,
Rotary Connection,
Todd Terry,
Delta 5,
Mantronix,
Fela Kuti,
Eric B and Rakim,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Louis and Bebe Barron,
the Fania All-Stars,
Gang Green,
The Neon Judgement,
Half Japanese,
Sparks,
Japan, Japan, Japan, Japan.
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.