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 Rwanda and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 rhodes 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 Kevin Saunderson 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 Davy DMX. All the underground hits.
All The Real Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glambeats Corp.,
Idris Muhammad,
Rakim,
Tomorrow,
Mark Hollis,
Laurel Aitken,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
the Germs,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lebanon Hanover,
Leonard Cohen,
Los Fastidios,
The Motions,
Banda Bassotti,
The American Breed,
Steve Hackett,
Althea and Donna,
The Skatalites,
Sällskapet,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Symarip,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Black Moon,
R.M.O.,
Marcia Griffiths,
Yellowson,
Kurtis Blow,
Maurizio,
X-102,
Iggy Pop,
Vladislav Delay,
Traffic Nightmare,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Rod Modell,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Index,
The Slits,
Colin Newman,
The Flesh Eaters,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Mandrill,
Deepchord,
The Stooges,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Infiniti,
Crispy Ambulance,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sugar Minott,
Sonic Youth,
The Offenders,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bluetip,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The United States of America,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Soul II Soul,
The Moody Blues,
Glenn Branca,
Kevin Saunderson,
Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler.
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.