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 Malta and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Sun City Girls to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 A Certain Ratio. All the underground hits.
All Frankie Knuckles tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zapp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aswad,
Technova,
Henry Cow,
Roxette,
John Foxx,
Tom Boy,
Flipper,
KRS-One,
Main Source,
The Pretty Things,
the Slits,
The Cure,
The Invisible,
Jacques Brel,
Drexciya,
The Last Poets,
David Bowie,
Wally Richardson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Moody Blues,
Gastr Del Sol,
DJ Style,
The Gories,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Slave,
John Cale,
Sexual Harrassment,
Fatback Band,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kenny Larkin,
Crispian St. Peters,
Jimmy McGriff,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Max Romeo,
The Techniques,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
This Heat,
Leonard Cohen,
F. McDonald,
Suicide,
Stetsasonic,
The Evens,
Carl Craig,
Barclay James Harvest,
Joy Division,
Don Cherry,
Black Pus,
Visage,
Half Japanese,
Bobby Womack,
Fat Boys,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
D'Angelo,
Lungfish,
Interpol,
The Count Five,
X-102,
Bush Tetras,
E-Dancer,
Kool Moe Dee,
Public Enemy,
The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes.
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.