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 Lebanon and from Woodstock.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
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 Oppenheimer Analysis to the techno 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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marvin Gaye,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Babytalk,
Lalo Schifrin,
Donald Byrd,
Thee Headcoats,
Anakelly,
Mandrill,
Pulsallama,
The Modern Lovers,
Prince Buster,
Essential Logic,
The Techniques,
Y Pants,
UT,
The Fuzztones,
The Gories,
OOIOO,
Buzzcocks,
Suburban Knight,
JFA,
Au Pairs,
Procol Harum,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lakeside,
the Swans,
Juan Atkins,
Roxette,
Country Teasers,
ABC,
Neil Young,
Intrusion,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Qualms,
Albert Ayler,
Agitation Free,
Kool Moe Dee,
AZ,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
June of 44,
Pantaleimon,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bobby Sherman,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sunsets and Hearts,
One Last Wish,
Harry Pussy,
Lou Christie,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Rufus Thomas,
Lyres,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Malaria!,
Bluetip,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
48th St. Collective,
The Fortunes,
June Days,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Soul Sonic Force,
Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana.
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.