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 San Marino and from Glasgow.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Michael McDonald 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft to the dance 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 The Motions. All the underground hits.
All Lonnie Liston Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Frankie Knuckles 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wally Richardson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ralphi Rosario,
Boredoms,
Sound Behaviour,
Soulsonic Force,
D'Angelo,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Fugazi,
Brothers Johnson,
Urselle,
The Gladiators,
Metal Thangz,
Clear Light,
Delta 5,
Negative Approach,
Visage,
CMW,
Slick Rick,
Albert Ayler,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Roy Ayers,
Royal Trux,
The Monks,
Malaria!,
Gang Green,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Cluster,
Jerry's Kids,
Stetsasonic,
Peter and Kerry,
Angry Samoans,
Bronski Beat,
Pulsallama,
Wings,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gong,
Derrick May,
Eden Ahbez,
Gang Starr,
Harmonia,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
UT,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
8 Eyed Spy,
Index,
The United States of America,
FM Einheit,
Bauhaus,
Bizarre Inc.,
June Days,
The Flesh Eaters,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Eurythmics,
The Knickerbockers,
Supertramp,
Bobby Sherman,
Wolf Eyes,
The Standells,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Curtis Mayfield,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.