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 Guinea-Bissau and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 808 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 Oppenheimer Analysis to the disco 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 Cabaret Voltaire. All the underground hits.
All The Blues Magoos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every This Heat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sixth Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sällskapet,
June of 44,
Rufus Thomas,
Dennis Brown,
Sonic Youth,
Sonny Sharrock,
Soulsonic Force,
Pet Shop Boys,
Fela Kuti,
Todd Terry,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Standells,
Don Cherry,
Siglo XX,
Laurel Aitken,
OOIOO,
Funky Four + One,
Ralphi Rosario,
Depeche Mode,
Black Flag,
Davy DMX,
The Wake,
Joe Finger,
Scan 7,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Soul Sonic Force,
Aloha Tigers,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Public Enemy,
Reuben Wilson,
kango's stein massive,
The Residents,
The Red Krayola,
The Flesh Eaters,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Organ,
Idris Muhammad,
Theoretical Girls,
Erykah Badu,
Derrick Morgan,
The Birthday Party,
Althea and Donna,
Pagans,
Darondo,
Jandek,
Traffic Nightmare,
Kenny Larkin,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Altered Images,
Cheater Slicks,
Thompson Twins,
Negative Approach,
Bill Wells,
Second Layer,
Mandrill,
Neil Young,
Section 25,
Ohio Players,
Wire,
The Blackbyrds,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.