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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from London.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 EPMD to the dance 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 The Residents. All the underground hits.
All Gian Franco Pienzio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Graham Central Station 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gastr Del Sol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sister Nancy,
Ituana,
Boredoms,
Maleditus Sound,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
New York Dolls,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Searchers,
Outsiders,
Ice-T,
The Misunderstood,
Rites of Spring,
The Skatalites,
The Leaves,
Matthew Bourne,
Gregory Isaacs,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sexual Harrassment,
Don Cherry,
Reagan Youth,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Soulsonic Force,
Skriet,
Main Source,
Desert Stars,
The Grass Roots,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Music Machine,
Erasure,
Marshall Jefferson,
Technova,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Malaria!,
Eve St. Jones,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pussy Galore,
Unrelated Segments,
Traffic Nightmare,
Easy Going,
Bobby Byrd,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Avey Tare,
The Dirtbombs,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Raincoats,
Bush Tetras,
Zero Boys,
Essential Logic,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Andrew Hill,
The Toasters,
Jeff Mills,
Gong,
Silicon Teens,
Young Marble Giants,
The Blackbyrds,
Janne Schatter,
Soul Sonic Force,
Stetsasonic,
AZ, AZ, AZ, AZ.
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.