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 Ukraine and from Manila.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Heavy D & The Boyz 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 Dawn Penn. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra Arkestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Interpol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Rufus Thomas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Music Machine,
Anthony Braxton,
Duran Duran,
Royal Trux,
Metal Thangz,
Isaac Hayes,
Lindisfarne,
10cc,
Motorama,
Slave,
Cybotron,
Scion,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Fuzztones,
Blake Baxter,
Fat Boys,
Fugazi,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Minor Threat,
The Walker Brothers,
Altered Images,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Black Flag,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jacob Miller,
The Misunderstood,
Sixth Finger,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Invisible,
The Raincoats,
Boredoms,
LL Cool J,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
DNA,
Unwound,
Qualms,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bobby Byrd,
Gang Starr,
Kenny Larkin,
Soft Cell,
Buzzcocks,
Curtis Mayfield,
Quantec,
Thompson Twins,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Q and Not U,
The Sound,
Avey Tare,
Ultra Naté,
Fela Kuti,
Average White Band,
Bizarre Inc.,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Althea and Donna,
Mad Mike,
The Leaves,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Procol Harum,
Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling.
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.