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 Ivory Coast and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 synthesizer 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 Thompson Twins to the rap 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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All Heavy D & The Boyz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DNA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young & Crazy Horse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
One Last Wish,
Prince Buster,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Divine Comedy,
Warren Ellis,
kango's stein massive,
Neu!,
EPMD,
Theoretical Girls,
Pet Shop Boys,
Fatback Band,
Chris & Cosey,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Livin' Joy,
Sonic Youth,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Icehouse,
The Modern Lovers,
Bad Manners,
Gregory Isaacs,
DJ Style,
Technova,
Fugazi,
The Human League,
Eric B and Rakim,
Smog,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Pierre Henry,
Ronan,
Rhythm & Sound,
Minutemen,
Throbbing Gristle,
Flamin' Groovies,
Jacob Miller,
The Gap Band,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Moebius,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sarah Menescal,
Index,
Eddi Front,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
K-Klass,
Leonard Cohen,
Amon Düül,
Grauzone,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Buckinghams,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Alarm Clocks,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Offenders,
Make Up,
Lebanon Hanover,
Drive Like Jehu,
KRS-One,
The Sonics,
Thompson Twins,
Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp.
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.