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 Burundi and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in 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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Q65 to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Eric B and Rakim,
The New Christs,
Darondo,
Ohio Players,
Kevin Saunderson,
Marvin Gaye,
This Heat,
Barclay James Harvest,
Oblivians,
Sam Rivers,
China Crisis,
PIL,
Trumans Water,
Blake Baxter,
Glenn Branca,
Ludus,
Eric Copeland,
Chris & Cosey,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Michelle Simonal,
Moss Icon,
Roxy Music,
Archie Shepp,
Von Mondo,
Rotary Connection,
Scion,
Hashim,
Ituana,
Tommy Roe,
kango's stein massive,
DNA,
Siglo XX,
Rod Modell,
Letta Mbulu,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Prince Buster,
Swans,
Negative Approach,
World's Most,
Zero Boys,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Stockholm Monsters,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Agent Orange,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sonny Sharrock,
Swell Maps,
Index,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Drexciya,
Fat Boys,
The Human League,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Girls At Our Best!,
Pet Shop Boys,
Youth Brigade,
The Dave Clark Five,
Metal Thangz,
Sister Nancy,
Angry Samoans,
Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith.
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.