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 Woodstock.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the theremin 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 Grandmaster Flash to the electroclash 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 Archie Shepp. All the underground hits.
All Gong tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suburban Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
H. Thieme,
Donald Byrd,
Public Enemy,
Al Stewart,
One Last Wish,
Sonic Youth,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sun Ra,
DJ Style,
Silicon Teens,
The Black Dice,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kool Moe Dee,
Flamin' Groovies,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Beau Brummels,
ABBA,
Pierre Henry,
John Coltrane,
ABC,
LL Cool J,
Ossler,
X-102,
The Kinks,
The Fortunes,
Joe Smooth,
Radiopuhelimet,
Scion,
Absolute Body Control,
Reuben Wilson,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Scratch Acid,
Dual Sessions,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Barrington Levy,
John Holt,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Aural Exciters,
Deadbeat,
Parry Music,
Oblivians,
The Young Rascals,
The Leaves,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Cure,
The New Christs,
Aloha Tigers,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Real Kids,
Au Pairs,
Stockholm Monsters,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bluetip,
B.T. Express,
Albert Ayler,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bauhaus,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo.
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.