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 Brazil and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Eric Dolphy to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All The Royal Family And The Poor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Near 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 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Freddie Wadling record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fear,
The Selecter,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
John Cale,
Hot Snakes,
Jeff Lynne,
The Blackbyrds,
Soul II Soul,
Ronnie Foster,
Fatback Band,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bauhaus,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cheater Slicks,
Spoonie Gee,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Guru Guru,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Mad Mike,
Bang On A Can,
Eden Ahbez,
Brothers Johnson,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Jacob Miller,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Hashim,
Grauzone,
Supertramp,
the Slits,
The Gladiators,
The Mighty Diamonds,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Moss Icon,
Kaleidoscope,
Saccharine Trust,
Henry Cow,
These Immortal Souls,
UT,
Kerrie Biddell,
Minor Threat,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sound Behaviour,
Eric Copeland,
Grandmaster Flash,
A Certain Ratio,
Lucky Dragons,
Isaac Hayes,
The United States of America,
Darondo,
Derrick Morgan,
AZ,
Gichy Dan,
Drexciya,
B.T. Express,
Charles Mingus,
Vainqueur,
Steve Hackett,
The Five Americans,
Idris Muhammad,
Albert Ayler,
Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One.
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.