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 Samoa and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Technova to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Clear Light. All the underground hits.
All The Remains tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Certain Ratio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MC5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
A Certain Ratio,
The Seeds,
D'Angelo,
OOIOO,
Marcia Griffiths,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Searchers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Minutemen,
La Düsseldorf,
Pylon,
Fela Kuti,
Talk Talk,
The Busters,
Organ,
The Blackbyrds,
Marvin Gaye,
Glenn Branca,
David Axelrod,
Eurythmics,
Banda Bassotti,
Whodini,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Black Bananas,
Nas,
Tom Boy,
The Gap Band,
Qualms,
Girls At Our Best!,
Skriet,
The Index,
Mandrill,
Dead Boys,
Bang On A Can,
Eli Mardock,
Dawn Penn,
The Mojo Men,
Amon Düül II,
R.M.O.,
The Young Rascals,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ponytail,
Sexual Harrassment,
Fat Boys,
Eyeless In Gaza,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Dirtbombs,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ice-T,
The Smiths,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gang of Four,
Livin' Joy,
Khruangbin,
Alton Ellis,
ABC,
Peter & Gordon,
John Lydon,
Symarip,
Aloha Tigers,
Skaos,
Charles Mingus,
Tomorrow,
Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger.
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.