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 Brazil and from Edmonton.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Paris.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Slits to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Jeru the Damaja. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Womack 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 güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a KRS-One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Johnny Osbourne,
Electric Prunes,
Sun Ra,
Jeff Mills,
Bluetip,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Johnny Clarke,
Swans,
Public Enemy,
Arcadia,
Tommy Roe,
Boogie Down Productions,
Idris Muhammad,
Brick,
Jacob Miller,
Urselle,
Lightning Bolt,
Al Stewart,
Eric Dolphy,
Marshall Jefferson,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
X-101,
Tomorrow,
Drexciya,
Kurtis Blow,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bob Dylan,
Harpers Bizarre,
Scan 7,
Mo-Dettes,
The Music Machine,
Cecil Taylor,
The Pop Group,
The Fortunes,
June Days,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Martian,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Mantronix,
The Sonics,
Bobby Hutcherson,
New Age Steppers,
Funky Four + One,
Ludus,
Young Marble Giants,
Grauzone,
Barclay James Harvest,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Metal Thangz,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Shuggie Otis,
Alton Ellis,
The Zeros,
Basic Channel,
Bobby Byrd,
Rhythm & Sound,
World's Most,
Derrick May,
cv313,
Nils Olav,
David Bowie,
R.M.O.,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.