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 Uzbekistan and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Hardrive to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Jesper Dahlbäck. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Letta Mbulu,
Todd Rundgren,
The Blues Magoos,
Unrelated Segments,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Kerrie Biddell,
T.S.O.L.,
The Techniques,
Sam Rivers,
Q and Not U,
Second Layer,
Juan Atkins,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Franke,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Wake,
the Bar-Kays,
The Cure,
Shoche,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Joey Negro,
Mandrill,
Johnny Osbourne,
Dark Day,
Curtis Mayfield,
Skriet,
Darondo,
Don Cherry,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Andrew Hill,
The Gun Club,
The Kinks,
Infiniti,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ronnie Foster,
John Cale,
Laurel Aitken,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Newcleus,
Cal Tjader,
Reuben Wilson,
Aural Exciters,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Whodini,
Fela Kuti,
Jerry's Kids,
Joe Smooth,
Avey Tare,
Godley & Creme,
The Fall,
David McCallum,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lucky Dragons,
The Gladiators,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach.
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.