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 Guatemala and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Sight & Sound to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Don Cherry. All the underground hits.
All The Grass Roots tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
LL Cool J,
Nils Olav,
Gabor Szabo,
The Wake,
Blossom Toes,
Absolute Body Control,
Anakelly,
Swans,
Skaos,
Dual Sessions,
Infiniti,
Silicon Teens,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jeru the Damaja,
Bobby Womack,
Joensuu 1685,
the Sonics,
Groovy Waters,
Sugar Minott,
Godley & Creme,
Fat Boys,
Fluxion,
Camberwell Now,
Sonic Youth,
The Mummies,
Theoretical Girls,
Sun City Girls,
cv313,
UT,
Youth Brigade,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Unwound,
Stereo Dub,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Severed Heads,
Gong,
Derrick May,
Talk Talk,
Roxy Music,
Ultra Naté,
The Flesh Eaters,
Laurel Aitken,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Barrington Levy,
Negative Approach,
In Retrospect,
John Holt,
Isaac Hayes,
Janne Schatter,
Eden Ahbez,
The Busters,
Traffic Nightmare,
Barry Ungar,
Amon Düül II,
Throbbing Gristle,
Mr. Review,
The Raincoats,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.