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 Japan and from Shanghai.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 oboe 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 Flash Fearless to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Litter. All the underground hits.
All The Cramps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barry Ungar,
L. Decosne,
Grandmaster Flash,
Roy Ayers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Glenn Branca,
Accadde A,
Metal Thangz,
Letta Mbulu,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sun City Girls,
Index,
Guru Guru,
Black Pus,
Monolake,
Marine Girls,
Agent Orange,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Mummies,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Jeff Lynne,
Jacob Miller,
New York Dolls,
Zapp,
Johnny Clarke,
Pulsallama,
Severed Heads,
Dave Gahan,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Soulsonic Force,
The Fortunes,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Pretty Things,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Scan 7,
Eric B and Rakim,
Easy Going,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Simply Red,
PIL,
X-101,
Derrick May,
Wings,
The Selecter,
the Human League,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Knickerbockers,
Robert Hood,
Andrew Hill,
The Litter,
Sparks,
The Associates,
Minor Threat,
MC5,
the Germs,
Danielle Patucci,
Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane.
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.