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 Dominican Republic and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Magma to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gang of Four. All the underground hits.
All Half Japanese tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Associates record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
KRS-One,
Eli Mardock,
Ken Boothe,
Section 25,
The Doors,
Lou Christie,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Durutti Column,
Model 500,
OOIOO,
Prince Buster,
The Cramps,
The Red Krayola,
Eve St. Jones,
Crash Course in Science,
Hot Snakes,
Ten City,
Mad Mike,
The Raincoats,
Scrapy,
Intrusion,
Henry Cow,
Buzzcocks,
Colin Newman,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Human League,
Sarah Menescal,
Kerri Chandler,
Marvin Gaye,
Electric Prunes,
ABC,
Mo-Dettes,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ossler,
Basic Channel,
R.M.O.,
Barry Ungar,
Bad Manners,
Harmonia,
Ice-T,
Bauhaus,
Q and Not U,
The Real Kids,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Charles Mingus,
JFA,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Black Dice,
Soft Machine,
Arcadia,
The Walker Brothers,
X-102,
The Remains,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Alphaville,
a-ha,
UT,
Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin.
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.