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 Jordan and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Moody Blues to the grime 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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All Grauzone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warsaw record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Associates 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?
Essential Logic,
Hot Snakes,
Black Sheep,
Siglo XX,
PIL,
the Soft Cell,
Nas,
Q and Not U,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Au Pairs,
Ohio Players,
Sexual Harrassment,
Donny Hathaway,
The Cure,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
John Lydon,
Pharoah Sanders,
Schoolly D,
John Holt,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Golliwogs,
The Tremeloes,
Lebanon Hanover,
Leonard Cohen,
Jerry's Kids,
Ornette Coleman,
Funky Four + One,
Dennis Brown,
Television Personalities,
Oneida,
Harmonia,
Negative Approach,
Brand Nubian,
Audionom,
Dorothy Ashby,
Qualms,
Minny Pops,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Rekid,
Intrusion,
Dead Boys,
Youth Brigade,
Yusef Lateef,
New Order,
Yaz,
Trumans Water,
A Certain Ratio,
Los Fastidios,
Bad Manners,
Girls At Our Best!,
Maleditus Sound,
Gang of Four,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Durutti Column,
World's Most,
Ossler,
Slick Rick,
48th St. Collective,
the Normal,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.