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 Kenya and from Paris.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
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 Simply Red to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Kenny Larkin. All the underground hits.
All Crash Course in Science tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Y Pants 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joy Division,
Babytalk,
Blake Baxter,
The Smiths,
The Mojo Men,
Soft Cell,
The Techniques,
The Martian,
The Wake,
Marmalade,
Marshall Jefferson,
John Lydon,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Drexciya,
Lalo Schifrin,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Moleskins,
Animal Collective,
Qualms,
Vladislav Delay,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kenny Larkin,
World's Most,
Chris & Cosey,
Lou Christie,
Depeche Mode,
Q and Not U,
Jacques Brel,
Masters at Work,
Urselle,
Oneida,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Tres Demented,
Eden Ahbez,
Nation of Ulysses,
Make Up,
Rhythm & Sound,
Harry Pussy,
The Doors,
James White and The Blacks,
The Gladiators,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Funky Four + One,
Erykah Badu,
Massinfluence,
Bobby Womack,
Brothers Johnson,
Slave,
Oblivians,
The Selecter,
Glenn Branca,
Alison Limerick,
Sparks,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Pretty Things,
Altered Images,
Subhumans,
Leonard Cohen,
Barclay James Harvest,
Bill Near,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
UT,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.