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 Guinea-Bissau and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Johannesburg.
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 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 Scrapy 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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All La Düsseldorf tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oneida record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thee Headcoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Outsiders,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Buckinghams,
Interpol,
Moby Grape,
John Lydon,
Ralphi Rosario,
Con Funk Shun,
DJ Style,
Maurizio,
Parry Music,
Agitation Free,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pulsallama,
Kevin Saunderson,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
David McCallum,
The Misunderstood,
Danielle Patucci,
Echospace,
Harmonia,
Roy Ayers,
Deadbeat,
Carl Craig,
Section 25,
Vainqueur,
Quando Quango,
The Monochrome Set,
Ituana,
Eddi Front,
Brass Construction,
Minnie Riperton,
Grey Daturas,
Black Pus,
Youth Brigade,
Matthew Halsall,
Amon Düül II,
Ornette Coleman,
The Mojo Men,
Jawbox,
Eric B and Rakim,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sun Ra,
Faust,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Hot Snakes,
Zapp,
Ultra Naté,
Scrapy,
Kurtis Blow,
the Soft Cell,
D'Angelo,
Tropical Tobacco,
Fad Gadget,
Robert Wyatt,
The Count Five,
Quantec,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Wings, Wings, Wings, Wings.
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.