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 Mexico and from Winnipeg.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 güiro 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 Reagan Youth to the grime 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 Lebanon Hanover. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Osbourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronnie Foster 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Arcadia,
Max Romeo,
Harry Pussy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Roxy Music,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
H. Thieme,
Michelle Simonal,
Oneida,
Goldenarms,
MDC,
The Fall,
Negative Approach,
Talk Talk,
48th St. Collective,
Scientists,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sonic Youth,
Ituana,
Rites of Spring,
The Durutti Column,
Soft Machine,
Adolescents,
Ronnie Foster,
Brand Nubian,
Connie Case,
Henry Cow,
The Litter,
Erasure,
Jerry's Kids,
The Searchers,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Delon & Dalcan,
Moebius,
Sam Rivers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Reagan Youth,
Metal Thangz,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Cybotron,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Average White Band,
The Slits,
Joensuu 1685,
Clear Light,
Steve Hackett,
Easy Going,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Joe Finger,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Japan,
The Smiths,
Radiohead,
Surgeon,
Anthony Braxton,
The Barracudas,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Essential Logic,
Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal.
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.