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 Albania and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the techno 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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra Arkestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Be Bop Deluxe 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Magma,
Bluetip,
Lakeside,
The Modern Lovers,
Anthony Braxton,
Ken Boothe,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Idris Muhammad,
Young Marble Giants,
Reuben Wilson,
Goldenarms,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Toni Rubio,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The New Christs,
The Trojans,
K-Klass,
The Tremeloes,
Danielle Patucci,
Black Flag,
the Germs,
Bronski Beat,
The Birthday Party,
KRS-One,
Interpol,
Davy DMX,
Tomorrow,
Joyce Sims,
Henry Cow,
Eddi Front,
Marcia Griffiths,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Aaron Thompson,
Letta Mbulu,
Stereo Dub,
Susan Cadogan,
Grey Daturas,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Skarface,
Moby Grape,
Cybotron,
The Blackbyrds,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Byron Stingily,
Liliput,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Jimmy McGriff,
Pussy Galore,
Pierre Henry,
Vladislav Delay,
The Golliwogs,
Roger Hodgson,
Ten City,
Jacob Miller,
Grandmaster Flash,
Crooked Eye,
Harpers Bizarre,
Mr. Review,
Underground Resistance,
The Martian, The Martian, The Martian, The Martian.
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.