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 Jordan and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Section 25 to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All Television Personalities tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marshall Jefferson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ohio Players,
The Invisible,
Todd Rundgren,
ABC,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Monks,
Easy Going,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Doors,
The Golliwogs,
Terry Callier,
Royal Trux,
Fear,
These Immortal Souls,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Livin' Joy,
Robert Hood,
Roxette,
ABBA,
Los Fastidios,
Flash Fearless,
Average White Band,
MDC,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The United States of America,
Groovy Waters,
Popol Vuh,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Deadbeat,
The Dirtbombs,
Bobby Byrd,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Hashim,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Smiths,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Arthur Verocai,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Agent Orange,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Hardrive,
Can,
Oblivians,
Bob Dylan,
The Names,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sound Behaviour,
Rod Modell,
EPMD,
Grey Daturas,
Nico,
The Wake,
Massinfluence,
The Flesh Eaters,
Laurel Aitken,
Tomorrow,
Hasil Adkins,
Au Pairs,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.