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 Pakistan and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Toronto.
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 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 David McCallum to the crunk 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 Sixth Finger. All the underground hits.
All Godley & Creme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quando Quango,
Black Moon,
Gang of Four,
K-Klass,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Eve St. Jones,
Maurizio,
Talk Talk,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Basic Channel,
The Cowsills,
Au Pairs,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Neu!,
Delon & Dalcan,
Jesper Dahlback,
Spoonie Gee,
Big Daddy Kane,
Cluster,
Johnny Clarke,
Sugar Minott,
Roy Ayers,
the Slits,
Radiohead,
Babytalk,
the Fania All-Stars,
Peter and Kerry,
The Blackbyrds,
Sight & Sound,
Minny Pops,
Hashim,
Rotary Connection,
The Zeros,
Soft Machine,
the Germs,
Laurel Aitken,
X-102,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Electric Prunes,
Glenn Branca,
Joensuu 1685,
New York Dolls,
Freddie Wadling,
The Electric Prunes,
Bob Dylan,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Unwound,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kenny Larkin,
Archie Shepp,
Lyres,
Jeff Mills,
Accadde A,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Fuzztones,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Minutemen,
Lucky Dragons,
The Standells,
Nils Olav,
The Doors, The Doors, The Doors, The Doors.
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.