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 Bahamas and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 mellotron 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 U.S. Maple to the disco 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 Frankie Knuckles. All the underground hits.
All Accadde A tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spandau Ballet 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maleditus Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
A Certain Ratio,
Bob Dylan,
Joey Negro,
F. McDonald,
Cheater Slicks,
Leonard Cohen,
X-102,
Easy Going,
Scott Walker,
Jesper Dahlback,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Maleditus Sound,
Amon Düül II,
The Real Kids,
The Divine Comedy,
Livin' Joy,
Vladislav Delay,
Eric B and Rakim,
DJ Sneak,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Jerry's Kids,
Depeche Mode,
Little Man,
The Toasters,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Con Funk Shun,
Qualms,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Fad Gadget,
The Angels of Light,
Sugar Minott,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Happenings,
Monolake,
Yellowson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Martian,
The Searchers,
Faust,
The Slits,
Barrington Levy,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Sonics,
Make Up,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bauhaus,
Arab on Radar,
The Star Department,
Davy DMX,
Mantronix,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Peter and Kerry,
Funkadelic,
Scratch Acid,
Donny Hathaway,
The Grass Roots,
Michelle Simonal,
Ken Boothe,
The Stooges,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.