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 Marshall Islands and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Glasgow.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Knickerbockers to the grime 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 Joyce Sims. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker + Sunn O))) tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Martian record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jeru the Damaja,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pantytec,
The Slits,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bobby Womack,
Peter & Gordon,
ABBA,
Laurel Aitken,
B.T. Express,
Nirvana,
Johnny Clarke,
Slave,
Trumans Water,
Jacob Miller,
Dorothy Ashby,
Glambeats Corp.,
Schoolly D,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Los Fastidios,
Vainqueur,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Aswad,
Adolescents,
June Days,
James White and The Blacks,
Bobby Byrd,
Donny Hathaway,
Erykah Badu,
The Grass Roots,
Underground Resistance,
Matthew Halsall,
John Lydon,
John Holt,
Das Ding,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Letta Mbulu,
Mary Jane Girls,
Tropical Tobacco,
Alice Coltrane,
Joensuu 1685,
Outsiders,
Nik Kershaw,
Sun City Girls,
Liliput,
Monks,
Alison Limerick,
a-ha,
The Sonics,
Gang of Four,
Bang On A Can,
the Association,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Soft Machine,
Make Up,
X-102,
The New Christs,
Lakeside,
World's Most, World's Most, World's Most, World's Most.
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.