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 Slovenia and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Jimmy McGriff to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Make Up. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious Big And Bone Thugs 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
JFA,
Sound Behaviour,
The Tremeloes,
Harpers Bizarre,
Easy Going,
Lightning Bolt,
Cybotron,
Icehouse,
Marshall Jefferson,
Radiohead,
Ornette Coleman,
Underground Resistance,
Carl Craig,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
a-ha,
Fear,
The Alarm Clocks,
Eden Ahbez,
Junior Murvin,
Skarface,
Average White Band,
Suicide,
The Slits,
Michelle Simonal,
Swans,
Rekid,
The Invisible,
The Offenders,
Nas,
Amazonics,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Black Dice,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Neil Young,
Popol Vuh,
Unwound,
T. Rex,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Robert Hood,
The Fortunes,
Ituana,
Q65,
Babytalk,
The Detroit Cobras,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Raincoats,
Eve St. Jones,
Hasil Adkins,
Animal Collective,
The Mojo Men,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sarah Menescal,
kango's stein massive,
The Monks,
The Neon Judgement,
Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord.
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.