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 Paraguay and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 snare 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 David Axelrod to the crunk 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 The Cosmic Jokers. All the underground hits.
All Judy Mowatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Underground Resistance,
Lou Reed,
Circle Jerks,
The Sonics,
Guru Guru,
The Pop Group,
Deakin,
Eli Mardock,
The Cure,
Infiniti,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Youth Brigade,
Jandek,
Gregory Isaacs,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Slick Rick,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Fad Gadget,
Scratch Acid,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Anthony Braxton,
Maleditus Sound,
Thee Headcoats,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ultra Naté,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Radiohead,
David Axelrod,
John Lydon,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The American Breed,
Fat Boys,
Deepchord,
Desert Stars,
Agent Orange,
the Bar-Kays,
Yellowson,
Babytalk,
Metal Thangz,
The Beau Brummels,
the Germs,
Malaria!,
Clear Light,
Nils Olav,
Surgeon,
Sparks,
Arab on Radar,
The Misunderstood,
The Gun Club,
Kas Product,
Colin Newman,
cv313,
Funkadelic,
Eddi Front,
Porter Ricks,
New Age Steppers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.