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 Antigua and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Copenhagen.
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 sitar 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 Sight & Sound to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sister Nancy. All the underground hits.
All The Remains tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Golliwogs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scion,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gregory Isaacs,
Eli Mardock,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Zero Boys,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Happenings,
Patti Smith,
Young Marble Giants,
The Remains,
Subhumans,
Roy Ayers,
The Kinks,
Anthony Braxton,
Crispy Ambulance,
Brand Nubian,
Girls At Our Best!,
Main Source,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Max Romeo,
The Selecter,
Minny Pops,
Colin Newman,
Essential Logic,
Massinfluence,
Scientists,
The Grass Roots,
The Litter,
Radio Birdman,
Chris & Cosey,
Popol Vuh,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Rosa Yemen,
Second Layer,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
June of 44,
the Germs,
The Gap Band,
Absolute Body Control,
Fat Boys,
Desert Stars,
Arcadia,
David McCallum,
Amazonics,
Radiopuhelimet,
Rakim,
Sarah Menescal,
Connie Case,
Roger Hodgson,
The Fall,
Groovy Waters,
Donny Hathaway,
kango's stein massive,
Robert Görl,
Ronnie Foster,
Lalo Schifrin,
Circle Jerks,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Byron Stingily,
Sister Nancy,
Marvin Gaye,
Brick, Brick, Brick, Brick.
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.