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 Comoros and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 guitar 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 Gang Green to the grime 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 Desert Stars. All the underground hits.
All Yusef Lateef tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Normal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
Chris Corsano,
The Dave Clark Five,
Brass Construction,
Los Fastidios,
Jacques Brel,
Warren Ellis,
Faust,
Animal Collective,
The Names,
Minny Pops,
Scientists,
Franke,
Soul II Soul,
June of 44,
Adolescents,
Soulsonic Force,
Lalo Schifrin,
Oneida,
Leonard Cohen,
Eric Dolphy,
Black Flag,
Marshall Jefferson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Pantytec,
John Holt,
China Crisis,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Con Funk Shun,
Youth Brigade,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Aloha Tigers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Scratch Acid,
Blossom Toes,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Jeff Mills,
Tears for Fears,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Drexciya,
Eric B and Rakim,
Boredoms,
Hoover,
The Seeds,
Reagan Youth,
John Lydon,
Yazoo,
Soft Cell,
The Happenings,
The Shadows of Knight,
Reuben Wilson,
The Neon Judgement,
OOIOO,
Nick Fraelich,
The Birthday Party,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Kerri Chandler,
Darondo,
Robert Hood,
The Modern Lovers,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.