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 Nauru and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 mellotron 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 Vainqueur to the techno 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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All Ultra Naté tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tom Boy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dead C,
James White and The Blacks,
Curtis Mayfield,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dawn Penn,
The Gap Band,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Schoolly D,
Neu!,
A Certain Ratio,
Albert Ayler,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Severed Heads,
Black Flag,
Todd Rundgren,
Flamin' Groovies,
Deakin,
Babytalk,
Wasted Youth,
Ronnie Foster,
Sun Ra,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Misunderstood,
Radiopuhelimet,
Leonard Cohen,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Cal Tjader,
Girls At Our Best!,
It's A Beautiful Day,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Throbbing Gristle,
Warren Ellis,
Ultra Naté,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Doors,
Franke,
Gil Scott Heron,
Gichy Dan,
Grey Daturas,
The Moleskins,
H. Thieme,
Interpol,
Stiv Bators,
The Happenings,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Walker Brothers,
Boz Scaggs,
Excepter,
The Searchers,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sam Rivers,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ralphi Rosario,
Cameo,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Los Fastidios,
Marvin Gaye,
Gastr Del Sol,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Nas, Nas, Nas, Nas.
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.