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 Yemen and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Negative Approach to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Tom Boy. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scientists record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Selector Dub Narcotic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
Saccharine Trust,
The Barracudas,
Television Personalities,
Erasure,
Judy Mowatt,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Hot Snakes,
Sixth Finger,
The Dead C,
Icehouse,
Excepter,
Bang On A Can,
Flash Fearless,
Aswad,
Symarip,
Black Pus,
Howard Jones,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Magazine,
U.S. Maple,
Ornette Coleman,
Lungfish,
R.M.O.,
Banda Bassotti,
The Walker Brothers,
D'Angelo,
Wolf Eyes,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Wake,
World's Most,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Fall,
Cheater Slicks,
Pharoah Sanders,
Graham Central Station,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Gap Band,
Kaleidoscope,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Animal Collective,
Rod Modell,
Avey Tare,
The Detroit Cobras,
the Sonics,
Deakin,
Visage,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Girls At Our Best!,
Essential Logic,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Roxy Music,
Wire,
The Zeros,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Absolute Body Control,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Faraquet,
Nils Olav,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
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.