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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Move to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Vogues. All the underground hits.
All PIL tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Panda Bear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythim Is Rhythim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glambeats Corp.,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mr. Review,
Bobby Sherman,
Cymande,
Youth Brigade,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jacob Miller,
The Offenders,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bang On A Can,
Television Personalities,
Gong,
The Barracudas,
Kas Product,
Inner City,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Roger Hodgson,
The New Christs,
Sonny Sharrock,
Zapp,
The Fuzztones,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Delon & Dalcan,
Donald Byrd,
Arcadia,
Rekid,
Barbara Tucker,
Arab on Radar,
Bluetip,
Terrestrial Tones,
the Fania All-Stars,
World's Most,
Malaria!,
Brass Construction,
New Age Steppers,
Scientists,
Moby Grape,
The American Breed,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bootsy Collins,
Livin' Joy,
Dawn Penn,
The Mummies,
Radiopuhelimet,
Minny Pops,
Bob Dylan,
Amon Düül,
This Heat,
PIL,
The Leaves,
Scott Walker,
Basic Channel,
The Invisible,
Traffic Nightmare,
Depeche Mode,
Fat Boys,
L. Decosne,
Howard Jones,
Jeff Mills,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Thompson Twins,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.