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 Burkina and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in 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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Underground Resistance to the rock 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 The Gladiators. All the underground hits.
All The Jesus and Mary Chain tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Steve Hackett 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
OOIOO,
The Fall,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Barrington Levy,
Sam Rivers,
Grey Daturas,
Rites of Spring,
Jeff Mills,
The Angels of Light,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Skaos,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Reagan Youth,
L. Decosne,
The Fortunes,
Minnie Riperton,
The Kinks,
Marmalade,
Delon & Dalcan,
Mantronix,
Livin' Joy,
The Moody Blues,
Japan,
Danielle Patucci,
Vladislav Delay,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Stooges,
The United States of America,
Siglo XX,
Faraquet,
Franke,
The Wake,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Simply Red,
Peter and Kerry,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Massinfluence,
Brothers Johnson,
Oneida,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Stereo Dub,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Soul Sonic Force,
Arthur Verocai,
Juan Atkins,
Dark Day,
CMW,
Hashim,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Todd Terry,
Colin Newman,
The Saints,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ten City,
Camberwell Now,
Rakim,
Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie.
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.