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 United States and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark 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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash 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 güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
Josef K,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Mandrill,
The Human League,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Hardrive,
Negative Approach,
Siglo XX,
The Stooges,
Infiniti,
Donald Byrd,
Tim Buckley,
Cymande,
Duran Duran,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Man Parrish,
Eden Ahbez,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Johnny Osbourne,
Erasure,
La Düsseldorf,
Aural Exciters,
Motorama,
Das Ding,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Susan Cadogan,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Brothers Johnson,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Con Funk Shun,
Thee Headcoats,
Khruangbin,
Animal Collective,
Blake Baxter,
Avey Tare,
Silicon Teens,
In Retrospect,
The Moleskins,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Crispian St. Peters,
Quantec,
Girls At Our Best!,
Jeff Mills,
Underground Resistance,
June of 44,
Anthony Braxton,
Al Stewart,
Absolute Body Control,
Intrusion,
Drexciya,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Flesh Eaters,
cv313,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gregory Isaacs,
Average White Band,
Lightning Bolt,
Frankie Knuckles,
Joey Negro,
Niagra, Niagra, Niagra, Niagra.
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.