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 Israel and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Robert Palmer 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 Liaisons Dangereuses to the crunk 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 Joe Finger. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q and Not U 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sugar Minott,
Chris & Cosey,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Henry Cow,
Bill Wells,
Funkadelic,
The Tremeloes,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sam Rivers,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
D'Angelo,
Erykah Badu,
Cymande,
These Immortal Souls,
Warsaw,
The Velvet Underground,
Rhythm & Sound,
Spoonie Gee,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Babytalk,
Thee Headcoats,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jerry's Kids,
Alison Limerick,
T.S.O.L.,
Swans,
the Slits,
The Techniques,
Heaven 17,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Echospace,
New Age Steppers,
The Last Poets,
Visage,
Blossom Toes,
Arcadia,
Lou Reed,
The Durutti Column,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Amazonics,
Symarip,
kango's stein massive,
Kayak,
The Knickerbockers,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Residents,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sister Nancy,
Dead Boys,
Marmalade,
Rufus Thomas,
Slick Rick,
Althea and Donna,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Soft Machine,
The Gap Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Soft Cell,
The J.B.'s,
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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.