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 Turkmenistan and from New York.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Donald Fagen 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 Piero Umiliani to the rock 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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All The Pretty Things tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warsaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eddi Front,
Connie Case,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Dennis Brown,
Basic Channel,
Crash Course in Science,
UT,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Velvet Underground,
Technova,
Rufus Thomas,
Scientists,
Max Romeo,
The Invisible,
Eden Ahbez,
Glenn Branca,
Amon Düül,
Patti Smith,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Junior Murvin,
Isaac Hayes,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Second Layer,
Dave Gahan,
Cymande,
Avey Tare,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sixth Finger,
Camouflage,
Shoche,
Youth Brigade,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Rekid,
Public Image Ltd.,
Stereo Dub,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Crispian St. Peters,
Yazoo,
Essential Logic,
The Kinks,
Lakeside,
John Holt,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Saints,
Susan Cadogan,
Mark Hollis,
Silicon Teens,
La Düsseldorf,
Wolf Eyes,
D'Angelo,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
the Normal,
Joe Finger,
Robert Görl,
Deakin,
Cecil Taylor,
The Alarm Clocks,
Colin Newman,
Faust, Faust, Faust, Faust.
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.