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 Oman and from Stockholm.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lagos.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Fania All-Stars to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Easy Going. All the underground hits.
All kango's stein massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maurizio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lyres,
The Doors,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
the Normal,
Kas Product,
John Lydon,
Derrick Morgan,
Jacob Miller,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Marmalade,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
LL Cool J,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Black Dice,
New Order,
The Trojans,
PIL,
The Dead C,
Sonic Youth,
The Buckinghams,
Quadrant,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Rakim,
Vainqueur,
Hot Snakes,
The Velvet Underground,
Faraquet,
D'Angelo,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Cymande,
Scientists,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Malaria!,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Lindisfarne,
Quantec,
Royal Trux,
Bronski Beat,
Alice Coltrane,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Infiniti,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sun Ra,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Wasted Youth,
Neu!,
Chris & Cosey,
Talk Talk,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Livin' Joy,
The Wake,
Sound Behaviour,
Delon & Dalcan,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Jeff Mills,
The Move,
Anthony Braxton,
Marine Girls,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.