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 Ethiopia and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 It's A Beautiful Day to the crunk 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 The Stooges. All the underground hits.
All Urselle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Idris Muhammad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
KRS-One,
Porter Ricks,
Lightning Bolt,
Warsaw,
Gang Starr,
Massinfluence,
Sex Pistols,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gong,
Country Teasers,
Pylon,
Howard Jones,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Iggy Pop,
The United States of America,
Minor Threat,
The Knickerbockers,
Symarip,
Scrapy,
New Age Steppers,
Basic Channel,
Soul II Soul,
Deadbeat,
Hot Snakes,
Connie Case,
Skaos,
The Techniques,
Technova,
Lucky Dragons,
R.M.O.,
The Alarm Clocks,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
These Immortal Souls,
DJ Style,
Silicon Teens,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Eurythmics,
The Detroit Cobras,
Qualms,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sugar Minott,
The Modern Lovers,
Surgeon,
The Index,
The New Christs,
Monks,
David Axelrod,
Henry Cow,
Infiniti,
Essential Logic,
Gregory Isaacs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nik Kershaw,
Livin' Joy,
Bluetip,
Mo-Dettes,
Funky Four + One,
Underground Resistance,
The Black Dice,
Inner City,
Lebanon Hanover,
Soulsonic Force,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.