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 Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Holger Czukay 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 Alison Limerick to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Davy DMX. All the underground hits.
All Todd Terry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vainqueur record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Brand Nubian,
Joensuu 1685,
The Zeros,
The Human League,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Eve St. Jones,
Cameo,
Max Romeo,
The Electric Prunes,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Q65,
Alice Coltrane,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Jandek,
MDC,
Neu!,
Pantytec,
KRS-One,
Unwound,
Mission of Burma,
Porter Ricks,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
CMW,
Scrapy,
Rhythm & Sound,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Fall,
Aaron Thompson,
Half Japanese,
Little Man,
The Shadows of Knight,
Trumans Water,
Eric Copeland,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Slick Rick,
Ultimate Spinach,
Interpol,
Urselle,
Bad Manners,
Gichy Dan,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Dennis Brown,
Ten City,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Chrome,
Joe Smooth,
Barry Ungar,
Hot Snakes,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Faraquet,
JFA,
The Young Rascals,
The Fugs,
Yaz,
Fear,
Johnny Clarke,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band.
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.