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 Uruguay and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 mellotron 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 David McCallum to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lee Hazlewood. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Golliwogs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
Black Flag,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Swans,
Rufus Thomas,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Residents,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gregory Isaacs,
D'Angelo,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Newcleus,
Warren Ellis,
Wings,
Hashim,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Standells,
The Tremeloes,
The Index,
Young Marble Giants,
China Crisis,
Eric Dolphy,
Lou Reed,
CMW,
Wally Richardson,
The Young Rascals,
Surgeon,
Johnny Clarke,
David Axelrod,
The Mummies,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Arab on Radar,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Model 500,
The Walker Brothers,
Donny Hathaway,
Zapp,
Boogie Down Productions,
Davy DMX,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Thompson Twins,
The Wake,
cv313,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gil Scott Heron,
Kas Product,
The Fire Engines,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Brand Nubian,
Scan 7,
Harry Pussy,
Malaria!,
Echospace,
Con Funk Shun,
The Cramps,
Marmalade,
Deakin,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Funkadelic,
The Selecter,
Ronnie Foster,
Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai.
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.