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 Hungary and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 snare 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 Mission of Burma to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Slick Rick. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Beasts of Bourbon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hardrive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
Subhumans,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Blake Baxter,
Yazoo,
Barrington Levy,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kool Moe Dee,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Tommy Roe,
Ossler,
The Red Krayola,
In Retrospect,
Gang Green,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Rosa Yemen,
Roxy Music,
Pet Shop Boys,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
One Last Wish,
Iggy Pop,
Drexciya,
Sight & Sound,
Gabor Szabo,
Mandrill,
Eric Copeland,
Magma,
The Angels of Light,
Freddie Wadling,
Ludus,
Archie Shepp,
Little Man,
Babytalk,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
World's Most,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Zapp,
Neil Young,
Jacob Miller,
Charles Mingus,
Kerri Chandler,
Sexual Harrassment,
Grauzone,
Ituana,
Ken Boothe,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Index,
Rakim,
Shuggie Otis,
Amon Düül II,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ponytail,
Livin' Joy,
Johnny Clarke,
Juan Atkins,
Faraquet,
Fluxion,
June of 44,
Jawbox,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Fire Engines,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.