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 Romania and from Glasgow.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Absolute Body Control to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Nik Kershaw. All the underground hits.
All The Mummies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terry Callier record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hoover,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sound Behaviour,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Yazoo,
Donny Hathaway,
Jacob Miller,
a-ha,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Siglo XX,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Doobie Brothers,
Jandek,
The Evens,
Grey Daturas,
Deakin,
The J.B.'s,
Nils Olav,
Crispian St. Peters,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Stetsasonic,
Scott Walker,
Excepter,
The Martian,
Bill Near,
The Trojans,
Fluxion,
Marshall Jefferson,
Symarip,
Ossler,
Lalann,
Mars,
Agent Orange,
Japan,
Colin Newman,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Franke,
Aswad,
Pierre Henry,
Glambeats Corp.,
Agitation Free,
Ultravox,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Anthony Braxton,
The Gladiators,
Absolute Body Control,
Livin' Joy,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Barry Ungar,
The Slits,
Lindisfarne,
Bronski Beat,
DNA,
Altered Images,
The Flesh Eaters,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Infiniti,
Aural Exciters,
Boredoms,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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.