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 Turkey and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Lebanon Hanover to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Funky Four + One. All the underground hits.
All The Shadows of Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Don Cherry 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marshall Jefferson,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Anthony Braxton,
Prince Buster,
Mandrill,
Robert Hood,
Bobby Hutcherson,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Fatback Band,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Electric Prunes,
Joe Finger,
Television Personalities,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
China Crisis,
The Zeros,
Gabor Szabo,
The Smiths,
Joey Negro,
Electric Light Orchestra,
T.S.O.L.,
Yaz,
Agitation Free,
Circle Jerks,
The Move,
Soft Machine,
Erykah Badu,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Technova,
Unwound,
Pantytec,
Stetsasonic,
John Holt,
Mad Mike,
Boredoms,
Adolescents,
Audionom,
Radiohead,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Babytalk,
Vainqueur,
The Evens,
Alison Limerick,
Lee Hazlewood,
Roy Ayers,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Raincoats,
The Pop Group,
Animal Collective,
Sun City Girls,
Marine Girls,
E-Dancer,
Public Enemy,
Minor Threat,
Matthew Halsall,
Slick Rick,
The Mojo Men,
The J.B.'s,
Idris Muhammad,
Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins.
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.