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 Lithuania and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Gastr Del Sol 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 Kurtis Blow. All the underground hits.
All The Stooges tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lizzy Mercier Descloux record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Mr. Review,
Rosa Yemen,
Kerri Chandler,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Suicide,
Oblivians,
The Knickerbockers,
Warren Ellis,
Big Daddy Kane,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
10cc,
Avey Tare,
Leonard Cohen,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Banda Bassotti,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Nils Olav,
Nirvana,
Technova,
Piero Umiliani,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Das Ding,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Arthur Verocai,
Jimmy McGriff,
Marvin Gaye,
Rufus Thomas,
Television,
Ludus,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Stockholm Monsters,
Echospace,
FM Einheit,
Malaria!,
K-Klass,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Derrick Morgan,
U.S. Maple,
The Shadows of Knight,
Black Moon,
Alice Coltrane,
Andrew Hill,
The Fuzztones,
Camberwell Now,
Mo-Dettes,
Quantec,
Barclay James Harvest,
Chris & Cosey,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Talk Talk,
Crime,
Lightning Bolt,
Todd Rundgren,
The Fire Engines,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.