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 Kiribati and from Columbus.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Matthew Halsall to the rap 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 The Victims. All the underground hits.
All Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Josef K record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rosa Yemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
Junior Murvin,
Duran Duran,
Gang Starr,
The Offenders,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Agent Orange,
Chris & Cosey,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Mantronix,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sister Nancy,
Visage,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Index,
Gastr Del Sol,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Stockholm Monsters,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Wasted Youth,
Skriet,
The Kinks,
Ultra Naté,
The Count Five,
Whodini,
Tres Demented,
Rhythm & Sound,
Drexciya,
Malaria!,
U.S. Maple,
Fear,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Motorama,
Kenny Larkin,
AZ,
The Knickerbockers,
Harpers Bizarre,
Neil Young,
Amon Düül,
Animal Collective,
The Trojans,
Jeff Mills,
Erasure,
ABC,
Reagan Youth,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rufus Thomas,
D'Angelo,
Mary Jane Girls,
Groovy Waters,
Curtis Mayfield,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Swell Maps,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Audionom,
The Sound,
Negative Approach,
Gang Green,
Stereo Dub,
Excepter,
Siglo XX,
Joe Finger,
Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd.
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.