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 Pakistan and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 harpsichord 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 Agitation Free to the disco 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 Bizarre Inc.. All the underground hits.
All Donny Hathaway tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Royal Family And The Poor 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx 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?
Magazine,
T. Rex,
Country Teasers,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Audionom,
Warren Ellis,
David Axelrod,
Neil Young,
Nirvana,
Japan,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sam Rivers,
Dawn Penn,
Surgeon,
Television,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Fall,
The Dirtbombs,
The Dead C,
Wire,
Mo-Dettes,
Eve St. Jones,
Brand Nubian,
Ornette Coleman,
Young Marble Giants,
Jeff Mills,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Litter,
Sandy B,
Zero Boys,
The Trojans,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
EPMD,
The Skatalites,
Jandek,
Amazonics,
Sex Pistols,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
One Last Wish,
Main Source,
Eden Ahbez,
Lindisfarne,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Glenn Branca,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Goldenarms,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Brick,
The Moody Blues,
Tommy Roe,
New York Dolls,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Flipper,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Zeros,
Marvin Gaye,
The New Christs,
R.M.O.,
Underground Resistance,
Wasted Youth,
Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy.
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.