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 Syria and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Slits to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Absolute Body Control. All the underground hits.
All Sun City Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barrington Levy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
L. Decosne,
Robert Hood,
Shuggie Otis,
Soft Machine,
The Neon Judgement,
The Leaves,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Nas,
Depeche Mode,
Urselle,
Black Moon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Mission of Burma,
The Gories,
Bill Wells,
Monks,
10cc,
Byron Stingily,
Cheater Slicks,
The Golliwogs,
The Martian,
Jeru the Damaja,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Harpers Bizarre,
Yusef Lateef,
Masters at Work,
UT,
The Skatalites,
The Busters,
The Dead C,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Absolute Body Control,
Spandau Ballet,
Altered Images,
The Monks,
Scratch Acid,
Fort Wilson Riot,
New Order,
Kerri Chandler,
Youth Brigade,
Deakin,
Hashim,
Amazonics,
Fat Boys,
Eli Mardock,
Mark Hollis,
Aaron Thompson,
Soul II Soul,
Metal Thangz,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ultra Naté,
Eddi Front,
Goldenarms,
Eurythmics,
U.S. Maple,
Audionom,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.