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 Singapore and from Mexico City.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Pere Ubu. All the underground hits.
All Gastr Del Sol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Terry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Warren Ellis,
Byron Stingily,
Sound Behaviour,
Todd Terry,
Scrapy,
Popol Vuh,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Aloha Tigers,
The Techniques,
Yellowson,
The Cowsills,
Barbara Tucker,
T.S.O.L.,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Fear,
Easy Going,
Lower 48,
Donald Byrd,
Circle Jerks,
Television,
Sun Ra,
Severed Heads,
Bronski Beat,
Pulsallama,
The Gap Band,
Big Daddy Kane,
Carl Craig,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Visage,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Blancmange,
Scott Walker,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Country Joe & The Fish,
CMW,
Pantytec,
Basic Channel,
Darondo,
Kevin Saunderson,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
John Foxx,
The Stooges,
Jacques Brel,
Roxy Music,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Modern Lovers,
Morten Harket,
The Martian,
Essential Logic,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ultravox,
the Bar-Kays,
the Soft Cell,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Sound,
Wolf Eyes,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.