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 Senegal and from Milan.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Hashim to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All Traffic Nightmare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vainqueur 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fela Kuti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeru the Damaja,
Bob Dylan,
Theoretical Girls,
The Last Poets,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rufus Thomas,
Alton Ellis,
Arcadia,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pantaleimon,
David McCallum,
Babytalk,
Gang Starr,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Grass Roots,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Brass Construction,
Albert Ayler,
The Kinks,
The Gap Band,
Morten Harket,
Lyres,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pole,
Echospace,
Dennis Brown,
Technova,
Vainqueur,
Scott Walker,
Sun City Girls,
Second Layer,
the Sonics,
Anakelly,
The Stooges,
Fad Gadget,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Eddi Front,
Althea and Donna,
Drexciya,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Donald Byrd,
Tubeway Army,
Henry Cow,
Lightning Bolt,
Steve Hackett,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
JFA,
Ludus,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Circle Jerks,
Q and Not U,
Masters at Work,
T. Rex,
Surgeon,
EPMD,
Lakeside,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Quantec,
The Human League, The Human League, The Human League, The Human League.
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.