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 Korea North and from Philadelphia.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Dark Day to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All Man Eating Sloth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amazonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Enemy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
Pantaleimon,
Gregory Isaacs,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Barry Ungar,
Archie Shepp,
Soul II Soul,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Gun Club,
Stereo Dub,
Tres Demented,
Pet Shop Boys,
Judy Mowatt,
Avey Tare,
Technova,
Magma,
The Move,
L. Decosne,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Japan,
The Slits,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Iggy Pop,
Stetsasonic,
X-102,
Sandy B,
Sugar Minott,
Trumans Water,
Lalo Schifrin,
New York Dolls,
Donny Hathaway,
FM Einheit,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Fear,
Crime,
The Cure,
Crooked Eye,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Gories,
Joe Finger,
Shuggie Otis,
The Dave Clark Five,
Boz Scaggs,
Drexciya,
Terrestrial Tones,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Misunderstood,
Make Up,
The Modern Lovers,
Throbbing Gristle,
Scott Walker,
Amon Düül II,
Bluetip,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
the Association,
The Martian,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.