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 Nigeria and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 synthesizer 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 Sound Behaviour to the funk 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 Masters at Work. All the underground hits.
All Suburban Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every LL Cool J 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Animal Collective record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brothers Johnson,
Ludus,
Section 25,
Alphaville,
Funky Four + One,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Rakim,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Erasure,
Groovy Waters,
Todd Terry,
The Associates,
Can,
Maleditus Sound,
Judy Mowatt,
Soul Sonic Force,
Robert Görl,
Pantytec,
The Mojo Men,
The Smoke,
Young Marble Giants,
Suicide,
June Days,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Agent Orange,
Mark Hollis,
Marvin Gaye,
Public Enemy,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ten City,
Lower 48,
Tommy Roe,
Parry Music,
The Monochrome Set,
Scratch Acid,
Black Bananas,
Visage,
Black Sheep,
Make Up,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Matthew Bourne,
The Happenings,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Angry Samoans,
Aloha Tigers,
Anakelly,
Desert Stars,
Skarface,
Andrew Hill,
Peter & Gordon,
Massinfluence,
Roy Ayers,
The Blues Magoos,
Eden Ahbez,
Dave Gahan,
The Sound,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Nirvana,
DJ Sneak,
Eric Copeland,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.