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 Malaysia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Flash Fearless to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Associates. All the underground hits.
All The Golliwogs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Detroit Cobras 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maurizio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
Sonic Youth,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Stiv Bators,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Harmonia,
Vainqueur,
R.M.O.,
Scott Walker,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Neil Young,
Leonard Cohen,
The Smoke,
Janne Schatter,
Smog,
Youth Brigade,
the Germs,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gang Starr,
Black Pus,
New Order,
Jacques Brel,
Crooked Eye,
Amazonics,
Public Image Ltd.,
KRS-One,
Kerri Chandler,
Nick Fraelich,
Suicide,
Bootsy Collins,
Adolescents,
Grandmaster Flash,
Saccharine Trust,
Can,
Brand Nubian,
The Move,
The Saints,
Wally Richardson,
Grey Daturas,
The Names,
Magma,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Marshall Jefferson,
Andrew Hill,
The Vogues,
The Sonics,
Aswad,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Mission of Burma,
The Associates,
Fatback Band,
David McCallum,
June Days,
Dual Sessions,
The Happenings,
Stereo Dub,
Deepchord,
Fad Gadget,
Oneida,
The Doobie Brothers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.