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 Iraq and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 linndrum 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 Archie Shepp to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Mighty Diamonds. All the underground hits.
All Pierre Henry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echo & the Bunnymen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
Magma,
The Fugs,
Animal Collective,
the Fania All-Stars,
Ronnie Foster,
Banda Bassotti,
Simply Red,
Gichy Dan,
Hot Snakes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Bobby Byrd,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jerry's Kids,
These Immortal Souls,
Visage,
Pole,
The Standells,
The Mummies,
Michelle Simonal,
Hardrive,
The Neon Judgement,
Ossler,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Maurizio,
Prince Buster,
The Mojo Men,
Joe Smooth,
Erykah Badu,
The Beau Brummels,
Gang Gang Dance,
Dennis Brown,
Eli Mardock,
Sällskapet,
Ronan,
New Age Steppers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
T.S.O.L.,
The Raincoats,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
John Lydon,
Moebius,
Fluxion,
Sixth Finger,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Monochrome Set,
Tropical Tobacco,
The United States of America,
Graham Central Station,
Andrew Hill,
Henry Cow,
John Foxx,
Magazine,
The Shadows of Knight,
Archie Shepp,
Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail.
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.