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 Iraq and from Portland.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Grandmaster Flash to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Little Man. All the underground hits.
All Donald Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Raincoats 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kango’s Stein Massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siglo XX,
Angry Samoans,
The Fall,
Guru Guru,
AZ,
Tom Boy,
Intrusion,
The Zeros,
The Selecter,
Dorothy Ashby,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Germs,
Girls At Our Best!,
Neil Young,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sister Nancy,
The Five Americans,
New York Dolls,
Althea and Donna,
Marine Girls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ornette Coleman,
Gabor Szabo,
The Velvet Underground,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Spoonie Gee,
The Skatalites,
Slave,
Surgeon,
The Modern Lovers,
Fluxion,
Smog,
Supertramp,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Absolute Body Control,
Radiopuhelimet,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Matthew Halsall,
Flash Fearless,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lightning Bolt,
The Cure,
Tears for Fears,
The Moody Blues,
Trumans Water,
Piero Umiliani,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Barclay James Harvest,
John Lydon,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Hasil Adkins,
Bronski Beat,
Kerrie Biddell,
Quantec,
The Leaves,
Dawn Penn,
Crime,
Gregory Isaacs,
Desert Stars,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
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.