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 Madagascar and from Beijing.
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 Madrid and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Ludus to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Kerri Chandler. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pierre Henry 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neu!,
JFA,
Marshall Jefferson,
Andrew Hill,
The Slackers,
Schoolly D,
Fluxion,
Lou Christie,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Young Rascals,
Motorama,
The Busters,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lalo Schifrin,
Theoretical Girls,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Black Dice,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The American Breed,
Aswad,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Moss Icon,
Sexual Harrassment,
Eli Mardock,
Q65,
Flipper,
Gabor Szabo,
Pole,
Joensuu 1685,
The Leaves,
John Holt,
H. Thieme,
Suburban Knight,
Q and Not U,
Scientists,
Gregory Isaacs,
Howard Jones,
Bobby Hutcherson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
D'Angelo,
Wire,
The Fall,
Funkadelic,
Peter & Gordon,
Gastr Del Sol,
Pulsallama,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Reagan Youth,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Janne Schatter,
Bluetip,
Slick Rick,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
La Düsseldorf,
Warren Ellis,
The Saints, The Saints, The Saints, The Saints.
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.