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 Portugal and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 theremin 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Crispy Ambulance. All the underground hits.
All Ultimate Spinach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Franke,
DNA,
Intrusion,
Mars,
Chrome,
Whodini,
The Seeds,
Sixth Finger,
Animal Collective,
Con Funk Shun,
AZ,
Barry Ungar,
Pere Ubu,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ronan,
The Stooges,
Boredoms,
Bronski Beat,
Chris & Cosey,
EPMD,
Pierre Henry,
Bad Manners,
Skriet,
The Mummies,
One Last Wish,
Smog,
The Black Dice,
Wolf Eyes,
Gang Green,
The Smiths,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Royal Trux,
Crispian St. Peters,
Zero Boys,
Cluster,
Derrick Morgan,
Yazoo,
Thee Headcoats,
Camberwell Now,
Roger Hodgson,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Joensuu 1685,
Glambeats Corp.,
Warsaw,
The Count Five,
Fela Kuti,
The Leaves,
Terry Callier,
Public Enemy,
Don Cherry,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
World's Most,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The American Breed,
John Coltrane,
Pharoah Sanders,
Spoonie Gee,
Soulsonic Force,
Dorothy Ashby,
Technova,
Aural Exciters,
Kaleidoscope,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.