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 Togo and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 güiro 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 The American Breed to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Parry Music. All the underground hits.
All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ken Boothe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Toasters,
Little Man,
Yellowson,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Goldenarms,
Urselle,
KRS-One,
John Foxx,
Audionom,
Stereo Dub,
Slave,
Eric Dolphy,
Anthony Braxton,
Lindisfarne,
the Human League,
Don Cherry,
Country Teasers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Echospace,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sight & Sound,
the Sonics,
Angry Samoans,
John Lydon,
The Searchers,
Q and Not U,
Jeff Mills,
Barclay James Harvest,
DJ Style,
Roy Ayers,
Livin' Joy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
David Axelrod,
Swans,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Negative Approach,
The Grass Roots,
The Gladiators,
Susan Cadogan,
Scan 7,
Index,
Soulsonic Force,
Pharoah Sanders,
Aural Exciters,
Rites of Spring,
The Fall,
Circle Jerks,
Reagan Youth,
Graham Central Station,
48th St. Collective,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Roger Hodgson,
Kerri Chandler,
The Golliwogs,
Marine Girls,
The Young Rascals,
Lalann,
Sällskapet,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Jacques Brel,
Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX.
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.