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 Croatia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 snare 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 Donny Hathaway to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Procol Harum. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bush Tetras 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Girls At Our Best! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythm & Sound,
Unrelated Segments,
Frankie Knuckles,
DJ Sneak,
The New Christs,
Maurizio,
Reuben Wilson,
Magma,
The Mojo Men,
Boz Scaggs,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Johnny Osbourne,
Albert Ayler,
Babytalk,
Jawbox,
Leonard Cohen,
Kenny Larkin,
Sandy B,
The Offenders,
Heaven 17,
Eric Copeland,
Royal Trux,
Archie Shepp,
The Raincoats,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Alarm Clocks,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Excepter,
Jacques Brel,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Joey Negro,
Technova,
The Victims,
Nico,
Rotary Connection,
Sun City Girls,
The United States of America,
Lower 48,
Eden Ahbez,
Patti Smith,
Andrew Hill,
Oblivians,
Ronnie Foster,
Hardrive,
Stetsasonic,
Smog,
Khruangbin,
Flamin' Groovies,
James White and The Blacks,
Harpers Bizarre,
the Sonics,
the Slits,
Arab on Radar,
Drexciya,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Wings,
Jimmy McGriff,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Essential Logic,
Pagans,
Ralphi Rosario,
Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat.
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.