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 Albania and from Seoul.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar 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 Moebius to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Jerry Gold Smith. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lonnie Liston Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fortunes,
Grandmaster Flash,
Wally Richardson,
Neu!,
Saccharine Trust,
Black Moon,
Sound Behaviour,
Brand Nubian,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bronski Beat,
Tomorrow,
Joy Division,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bad Manners,
Flash Fearless,
Bob Dylan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lungfish,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Japan,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Absolute Body Control,
Jacques Brel,
Q65,
Alton Ellis,
Chris & Cosey,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bang On A Can,
Slick Rick,
The Fugs,
Hashim,
T.S.O.L.,
Barclay James Harvest,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Country Teasers,
Patti Smith,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Modern Lovers,
Stiv Bators,
X-102,
Cluster,
Mars,
The Walker Brothers,
Jeff Lynne,
Darondo,
the Association,
The Fall,
Gastr Del Sol,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Barrington Levy,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Lakeside,
Procol Harum,
June of 44,
Porter Ricks,
Livin' Joy,
Arthur Verocai,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Archie Shepp,
Joensuu 1685,
Laurel Aitken,
Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson.
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.