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 Burundi and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Copenhagen.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Dual Sessions to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sun City Girls. All the underground hits.
All The Pop Group tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Jesus and Mary Chain record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arcadia,
Piero Umiliani,
Unrelated Segments,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lindisfarne,
UT,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Outsiders,
Bobby Byrd,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Carl Craig,
The Busters,
Popol Vuh,
Suicide,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Pere Ubu,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Half Japanese,
Wasted Youth,
Rosa Yemen,
Easy Going,
Dual Sessions,
Darondo,
Section 25,
Whodini,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bang On A Can,
Marcia Griffiths,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
LL Cool J,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lower 48,
Adolescents,
Ludus,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Martian,
Television,
Talk Talk,
Traffic Nightmare,
Gang Gang Dance,
Parry Music,
Fear,
Hoover,
Gang Green,
Skriet,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Television Personalities,
Sixth Finger,
Crispy Ambulance,
Erasure,
Dennis Brown,
Throbbing Gristle,
Tropical Tobacco,
Duran Duran,
Flash Fearless,
The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department.
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.