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 Sudan 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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Stereo Dub to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Fela Kuti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Whodini record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro 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?
Archie Shepp,
Stiv Bators,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Busters,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Wake,
Minor Threat,
Kurtis Blow,
The Offenders,
Aaron Thompson,
Model 500,
Japan,
Michelle Simonal,
the Bar-Kays,
the Slits,
X-Ray Spex,
Scan 7,
June of 44,
Black Sheep,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Gichy Dan,
Sexual Harrassment,
Dead Boys,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Saints,
Cabaret Voltaire,
ABBA,
The Buckinghams,
Minnie Riperton,
The Index,
JFA,
Laurel Aitken,
Pulsallama,
Avey Tare,
The Pretty Things,
Nico,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Searchers,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Qualms,
The Last Poets,
F. McDonald,
Saccharine Trust,
Barbara Tucker,
Q and Not U,
Lee Hazlewood,
John Coltrane,
John Holt,
Scientists,
Colin Newman,
Skriet,
Swell Maps,
The Slackers,
Accadde A,
Rhythm & Sound,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Electric Prunes,
Soul II Soul,
Negative Approach,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.