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 Philippines and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 Shanghai and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Janne Schatter 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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anthony Braxton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moebius,
Neu!,
Wire,
Wolf Eyes,
Babytalk,
Magma,
June Days,
Black Flag,
Sun City Girls,
John Coltrane,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Detroit Cobras,
cv313,
The Victims,
Sparks,
Hot Snakes,
Gang Green,
EPMD,
Lalo Schifrin,
Essential Logic,
Eden Ahbez,
Cheater Slicks,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Godley & Creme,
The United States of America,
Matthew Bourne,
Shuggie Otis,
Echospace,
The Saints,
Archie Shepp,
Lalann,
Ponytail,
Excepter,
Kurtis Blow,
Saccharine Trust,
The Pop Group,
Massinfluence,
Soft Machine,
Cybotron,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Chris & Cosey,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gang Starr,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Graham Central Station,
Bill Wells,
Aural Exciters,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Names,
Radiohead,
Monolake,
Donny Hathaway,
The Offenders,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kerrie Biddell,
Pole,
Q and Not U,
The Martian,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Anthony Braxton,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Buckinghams,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.