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 Mali and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Woodstock.
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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Buzzcocks to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Mo-Dettes. All the underground hits.
All Kevin Saunderson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tom Boy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arthur Verocai,
Jerry's Kids,
Flipper,
Andrew Hill,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Leonard Cohen,
Erasure,
X-101,
Judy Mowatt,
Television,
Michelle Simonal,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Cal Tjader,
Freddie Wadling,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Banda Bassotti,
John Holt,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
New York Dolls,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Flamin' Groovies,
Agent Orange,
48th St. Collective,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Average White Band,
a-ha,
F. McDonald,
Gastr Del Sol,
Alphaville,
Loose Ends,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Camberwell Now,
Minnie Riperton,
Maurizio,
Jimmy McGriff,
cv313,
LL Cool J,
Rufus Thomas,
Amon Düül,
The Stooges,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Visage,
Kurtis Blow,
Kenny Larkin,
Fugazi,
Brick,
Barrington Levy,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Angry Samoans,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Don Cherry,
Tubeway Army,
Half Japanese,
Graham Central Station,
Eric Dolphy,
Jacques Brel,
Al Stewart,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Peter and Kerry,
Skaos,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
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.