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 Libya and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 spring reverb 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 Siouxsie and the Banshees to the techno 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 UT. All the underground hits.
All Erykah Badu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every These Immortal Souls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
Piero Umiliani,
Oblivians,
Rhythm & Sound,
Youth Brigade,
Television Personalities,
Rites of Spring,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Johnny Clarke,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Cheater Slicks,
Frankie Knuckles,
Andrew Hill,
Throbbing Gristle,
Albert Ayler,
Spoonie Gee,
The Blackbyrds,
Slick Rick,
Pantytec,
Symarip,
The Beau Brummels,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Fania All-Stars,
Shoche,
K-Klass,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Crash Course in Science,
Popol Vuh,
X-Ray Spex,
The Human League,
Babytalk,
Toni Rubio,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Goldenarms,
Cymande,
Eric B and Rakim,
Chris & Cosey,
Malaria!,
Excepter,
Gong,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rekid,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
X-101,
The Skatalites,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nik Kershaw,
Chris Corsano,
Ice-T,
Camouflage,
Warren Ellis,
Connie Case,
Man Eating Sloth,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
T.S.O.L.,
Tom Boy,
One Last Wish,
Von Mondo,
James White and The Blacks,
The Remains,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Davy DMX,
Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon.
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.