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 Liechtenstein and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 organ 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ash Ra Tempel. All the underground hits.
All Derrick Morgan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Josef K record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angry Samoans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oblivians,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lalann,
Mars,
Bob Dylan,
Howard Jones,
Kevin Saunderson,
Dennis Brown,
48th St. Collective,
Eurythmics,
Popol Vuh,
DJ Style,
Shuggie Otis,
Spandau Ballet,
Scion,
Brick,
Toni Rubio,
Alton Ellis,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Zeros,
Sun Ra,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kenny Larkin,
Mo-Dettes,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The United States of America,
Scrapy,
Nils Olav,
Lyres,
Harpers Bizarre,
Das Ding,
Talk Talk,
10cc,
Theoretical Girls,
Saccharine Trust,
Bluetip,
Excepter,
a-ha,
Massinfluence,
X-102,
Ken Boothe,
Pere Ubu,
Oneida,
Jacques Brel,
Second Layer,
A Certain Ratio,
Animal Collective,
The Invisible,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sandy B,
X-Ray Spex,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Masters at Work,
D'Angelo,
Crispian St. Peters,
Boredoms,
Pylon,
Erykah Badu,
The J.B.'s,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Joe Finger,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.