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 Guinea and from Jakarta.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Ajijia Myrayebe to the rock 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 Men They Couldn't Hang. All the underground hits.
All Frankie Knuckles tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crispy Ambulance 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anthony Braxton,
Sun City Girls,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Robert Görl,
Groovy Waters,
Spoonie Gee,
Gang of Four,
Kurtis Blow,
John Foxx,
Liliput,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sight & Sound,
Parry Music,
The Zeros,
Scientists,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ken Boothe,
Dead Boys,
Susan Cadogan,
The Birthday Party,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Mr. Review,
F. McDonald,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Harmonia,
Lower 48,
The Misunderstood,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lungfish,
Radiohead,
Mary Jane Girls,
Warsaw,
8 Eyed Spy,
Al Stewart,
Jeff Mills,
Supertramp,
The Doors,
The Monochrome Set,
The Motions,
Barbara Tucker,
The Index,
Basic Channel,
Soft Machine,
Roger Hodgson,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Dorothy Ashby,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Mars,
Black Moon,
Kaleidoscope,
Cymande,
Judy Mowatt,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Brothers Johnson,
Rapeman,
Junior Murvin,
Nation of Ulysses,
Byron Stingily,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
the Swans,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends.
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.