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 Vanuatu and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 linndrum 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 Mo-Dettes to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sex Pistols. All the underground hits.
All Jacques Brel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Connie Case 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Fraelich,
Eyeless In Gaza,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Shuggie Otis,
Minor Threat,
Deepchord,
Rod Modell,
JFA,
Massinfluence,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Residents,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
8 Eyed Spy,
Interpol,
Trumans Water,
Sister Nancy,
Buzzcocks,
Animal Collective,
La Düsseldorf,
Bad Manners,
Tears for Fears,
Joey Negro,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Cecil Taylor,
Agent Orange,
Traffic Nightmare,
a-ha,
Charles Mingus,
Archie Shepp,
Marvin Gaye,
Youth Brigade,
The Knickerbockers,
Bobby Sherman,
Suicide,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
T.S.O.L.,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Anthony Braxton,
Althea and Donna,
Excepter,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Franke,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ponytail,
Toni Rubio,
Boz Scaggs,
Albert Ayler,
The Black Dice,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Scan 7,
Camberwell Now,
FM Einheit,
The Stooges,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Jacob Miller,
Slick Rick,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Pole,
Stereo Dub,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul.
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.