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 Milan.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 harpsichord 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 Fela Kuti to the dance 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 Flamin' Groovies. All the underground hits.
All Be Bop Deluxe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zapp 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Girls At Our Best!,
K-Klass,
Joe Finger,
Toni Rubio,
Arab on Radar,
Idris Muhammad,
Index,
Moby Grape,
Moss Icon,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Grass Roots,
Lucky Dragons,
Big Daddy Kane,
Jeff Mills,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Pet Shop Boys,
Warsaw,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Khruangbin,
Livin' Joy,
Fad Gadget,
The Evens,
the Sonics,
Lower 48,
Byron Stingily,
OOIOO,
Mark Hollis,
Cluster,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Yazoo,
Pussy Galore,
La Düsseldorf,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Magma,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Morten Harket,
The Busters,
Boz Scaggs,
The Music Machine,
John Foxx,
the Human League,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Hot Snakes,
Tom Boy,
Ken Boothe,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Offenders,
Eli Mardock,
Janne Schatter,
the Slits,
Technova,
Ponytail,
Bluetip,
Anthony Braxton,
Glenn Branca,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Index,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Alice Coltrane,
Kas Product,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.