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 Thailand and from Mexico City.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 spring reverb 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 Lalo Schifrin to the grunge 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 Bobby Womack. All the underground hits.
All The Residents 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 techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kurtis Blow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Loose Ends,
Sugar Minott,
Archie Shepp,
The Searchers,
Minny Pops,
Wings,
The Modern Lovers,
Oblivians,
Bobby Byrd,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pharoah Sanders,
Amon Düül,
Iggy Pop,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Robert Görl,
John Lydon,
The Raincoats,
The Sonics,
Nick Fraelich,
FM Einheit,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Dave Clark Five,
Negative Approach,
Zapp,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Jandek,
the Fania All-Stars,
One Last Wish,
Althea and Donna,
Sun Ra,
The Evens,
Danielle Patucci,
David McCallum,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Aural Exciters,
The Kinks,
Eric B and Rakim,
Hot Snakes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Dead C,
Ornette Coleman,
Tomorrow,
Dawn Penn,
Camberwell Now,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Flash Fearless,
La Düsseldorf,
Bill Near,
Kas Product,
David Axelrod,
Erykah Badu,
Rakim,
Joe Smooth,
Faust,
Inner City,
June of 44,
Magma,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Warren Ellis,
Average White Band,
Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.
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.