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 Malawi and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Hoover 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 The Moody Blues. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Vogues 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Circle Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Outsiders,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Donny Hathaway,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Moebius,
Marvin Gaye,
Organ,
Skriet,
Traffic Nightmare,
Nils Olav,
Chrome,
Neu!,
Rapeman,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Barrington Levy,
Todd Terry,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rufus Thomas,
Los Fastidios,
Pulsallama,
Skarface,
Urselle,
Nick Fraelich,
Country Joe & The Fish,
U.S. Maple,
Eden Ahbez,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Jacques Brel,
8 Eyed Spy,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Metal Thangz,
Soul Sonic Force,
Scratch Acid,
Big Daddy Kane,
Robert Görl,
The Skatalites,
The Index,
Bill Near,
Pagans,
Dawn Penn,
Sarah Menescal,
The Velvet Underground,
Groovy Waters,
T. Rex,
Ronnie Foster,
Fatback Band,
Technova,
Main Source,
The Invisible,
X-Ray Spex,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Count Five,
Eli Mardock,
The Smoke,
Banda Bassotti,
Nation of Ulysses,
Pet Shop Boys,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Monochrome Set,
Average White Band,
The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.
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.