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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Bremen.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Columbus.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the theremin 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 Zapp to the grime 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 Funky Four + One. All the underground hits.
All Henry Cow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Throbbing Gristle 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Das Ding record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Sparks,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ten City,
Eddi Front,
Franke,
CMW,
Yazoo,
Anthony Braxton,
Pagans,
kango's stein massive,
Cameo,
Sonny Sharrock,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
DJ Style,
Japan,
Robert Wyatt,
The Busters,
Marshall Jefferson,
Patti Smith,
Quantec,
Fear,
Visage,
Sight & Sound,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lightning Bolt,
Scan 7,
The Remains,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
John Foxx,
Bobby Womack,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Curtis Mayfield,
Marvin Gaye,
Todd Terry,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Khruangbin,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Porter Ricks,
Max Romeo,
Dark Day,
Freddie Wadling,
Moby Grape,
Popol Vuh,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Byron Stingily,
Brass Construction,
Jandek,
This Heat,
Chris Corsano,
The Modern Lovers,
The Smoke,
Barbara Tucker,
Von Mondo,
Monolake,
Youth Brigade,
Soul Sonic Force,
Carl Craig,
Alphaville,
The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter.
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.