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 Chile and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 theremin 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 Minutemen to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All Tom Boy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ten City,
Anthony Braxton,
The Vogues,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Smiths,
The Toasters,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Doobie Brothers,
Monolake,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Q65,
Sister Nancy,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Roy Ayers,
Lou Reed,
Dorothy Ashby,
the Fania All-Stars,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Kas Product,
Brothers Johnson,
The Last Poets,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Al Stewart,
Barry Ungar,
JFA,
The Fall,
Kerri Chandler,
One Last Wish,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
New Order,
Infiniti,
LL Cool J,
D'Angelo,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Don Cherry,
Television,
The Pop Group,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
DJ Sneak,
Eli Mardock,
Amon Düül II,
Outsiders,
Depeche Mode,
Roxy Music,
Archie Shepp,
Junior Murvin,
K-Klass,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bauhaus,
Jeff Lynne,
Man Parrish,
Brick,
Soulsonic Force,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Crash Course in Science,
Warren Ellis,
The Red Krayola,
Soft Cell,
The Saints,
Joyce Sims,
Magazine,
Ohio Players,
the Normal, the Normal, the Normal, the Normal.
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.