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 Ireland and from Manchester.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 rhodes 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 Interpol to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Young Marble Giants. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Theoretical Girls 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brass Construction record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Skarface,
Bizarre Inc.,
Make Up,
DJ Sneak,
Pussy Galore,
Boz Scaggs,
Warsaw,
The Fuzztones,
Adolescents,
Fat Boys,
Aloha Tigers,
LL Cool J,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
New Age Steppers,
Chris & Cosey,
Flipper,
Ultra Naté,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
China Crisis,
Soulsonic Force,
U.S. Maple,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The J.B.'s,
Fatback Band,
Franke,
Kaleidoscope,
Babytalk,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Stereo Dub,
The Martian,
Zapp,
Terrestrial Tones,
Isaac Hayes,
Faust,
Crime,
Gang of Four,
The Dead C,
Harpers Bizarre,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Swell Maps,
Roxette,
The Slackers,
Delta 5,
Grandmaster Flash,
Althea and Donna,
Gichy Dan,
Oneida,
Marvin Gaye,
Lindisfarne,
Pantytec,
Slave,
Morten Harket,
Kerri Chandler,
Interpol,
Pylon,
The Human League,
Todd Rundgren,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis.
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.