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 Indonesia and from Copenhagen.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 guitar 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 Livin' Joy to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeru the Damaja 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dorothy Ashby record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry's Kids,
Accadde A,
Stetsasonic,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Stereo Dub,
Ludus,
Mr. Review,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Gang Gang Dance,
Iggy Pop,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Howard Jones,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Barbara Tucker,
The Kinks,
Avey Tare,
Guru Guru,
The Trojans,
DJ Style,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rod Modell,
Lakeside,
LL Cool J,
Soul Sonic Force,
Laurel Aitken,
kango's stein massive,
Maleditus Sound,
The Sound,
Gichy Dan,
Sarah Menescal,
Drexciya,
Cecil Taylor,
Echospace,
Graham Central Station,
Rosa Yemen,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Byron Stingily,
Deadbeat,
Dawn Penn,
Girls At Our Best!,
Black Bananas,
Ten City,
Yellowson,
Marcia Griffiths,
Au Pairs,
The Fall,
The Litter,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Velvet Underground,
Albert Ayler,
Robert Wyatt,
the Soft Cell,
The Blackbyrds,
Fatback Band,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
China Crisis,
Wally Richardson,
Depeche Mode,
Stockholm Monsters,
Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.
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.