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 Nauru and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Holger Czukay 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 Loose Ends to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Black Sheep. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ituana record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deadbeat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ken Boothe,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Wolf Eyes,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Soul Sonic Force,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Ultimate Spinach,
Kaleidoscope,
8 Eyed Spy,
X-101,
Godley & Creme,
Terrestrial Tones,
Kerri Chandler,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Half Japanese,
The Red Krayola,
UT,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Outsiders,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Goldenarms,
Nick Fraelich,
MC5,
Hoover,
Gichy Dan,
Joyce Sims,
Radiohead,
Panda Bear,
The Index,
Minutemen,
Sight & Sound,
The Pretty Things,
Shoche,
Ornette Coleman,
Fat Boys,
Jacob Miller,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pet Shop Boys,
Flipper,
The Five Americans,
Eurythmics,
Dave Gahan,
Angry Samoans,
Fad Gadget,
Black Sheep,
48th St. Collective,
Arcadia,
Pylon,
The Gap Band,
Lou Reed,
The Grass Roots,
Ultra Naté,
Sonic Youth,
Moby Grape,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Quantec,
Kenny Larkin,
Toni Rubio,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.