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 Nigeria and from Lagos.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Mumbai.
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 linndrum 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 Eden Ahbez to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Joyce Sims. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott Heron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Fania All-Stars,
Glambeats Corp.,
Zapp,
Minor Threat,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
B.T. Express,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
X-102,
Sun City Girls,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Max Romeo,
Inner City,
Bluetip,
The Gap Band,
Carl Craig,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lou Christie,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Organ,
Sister Nancy,
Maurizio,
Joe Finger,
U.S. Maple,
Neu!,
The Alarm Clocks,
Supertramp,
Pagans,
Eli Mardock,
John Cale,
Sight & Sound,
Colin Newman,
Nico,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Stiv Bators,
Minny Pops,
Cal Tjader,
Sonic Youth,
Stockholm Monsters,
Jeff Lynne,
Thompson Twins,
Visage,
Fort Wilson Riot,
PIL,
Section 25,
Dead Boys,
Scratch Acid,
Soul Sonic Force,
Soul II Soul,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Monochrome Set,
KRS-One,
Sarah Menescal,
Mo-Dettes,
Barrington Levy,
Mantronix,
The Grass Roots,
The American Breed,
Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station.
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.