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 Eritrea and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 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 John Cale to the rap 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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharoah Sanders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Television Personalities,
Black Pus,
Lyres,
Peter and Kerry,
Gerry Rafferty,
Letta Mbulu,
Stiv Bators,
John Coltrane,
Thee Headcoats,
Bob Dylan,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Residents,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Bobby Byrd,
10cc,
Davy DMX,
Terrestrial Tones,
Eden Ahbez,
Marine Girls,
The Blackbyrds,
Tubeway Army,
Tears for Fears,
Mad Mike,
Hardrive,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Scientists,
Unrelated Segments,
The Neon Judgement,
The Sonics,
Ken Boothe,
Tres Demented,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Crispy Ambulance,
the Fania All-Stars,
Fugazi,
Eddi Front,
Barry Ungar,
Stetsasonic,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ronnie Foster,
Arcadia,
Oblivians,
Visage,
Liliput,
cv313,
Erykah Badu,
X-101,
Radiohead,
Steve Hackett,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Monochrome Set,
Alton Ellis,
Deakin,
The Moleskins,
the Human League,
Gichy Dan,
Yellowson,
The Gladiators,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.