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 Equatorial Guinea and from Lille.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Boredoms to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Zeros. All the underground hits.
All Anthony Braxton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Beau Brummels record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quantec,
The Black Dice,
Masters at Work,
Shoche,
Fifty Foot Hose,
New Order,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Electric Prunes,
Sight & Sound,
Matthew Bourne,
Anthony Braxton,
Pantytec,
Essential Logic,
Swell Maps,
Scientists,
The Offenders,
Colin Newman,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
T. Rex,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Fugazi,
Tomorrow,
Dawn Penn,
Bob Dylan,
The Misunderstood,
L. Decosne,
The Victims,
Maurizio,
Quando Quango,
Q and Not U,
Brand Nubian,
Fad Gadget,
MC5,
Flipper,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Roxy Music,
The Gories,
Wings,
AZ,
World's Most,
The Associates,
David McCallum,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Excepter,
Drexciya,
Sexual Harrassment,
Rapeman,
Spoonie Gee,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Anakelly,
New York Dolls,
Soul Sonic Force,
Idris Muhammad,
Fat Boys,
David Bowie,
The Detroit Cobras,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Prince Buster,
Lucky Dragons,
Eurythmics,
Sugar Minott,
The Slackers,
Intrusion,
Man Parrish,
Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.
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.