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 Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the marimba 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 Ultramagnetic MC's to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.
All Selector Dub Narcotic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Jesus and Mary Chain record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MC5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABBA,
Junior Murvin,
Donny Hathaway,
JFA,
Groovy Waters,
The Cure,
David McCallum,
One Last Wish,
Byron Stingily,
Todd Terry,
Tropical Tobacco,
Adolescents,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Leonard Cohen,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Chris & Cosey,
Swell Maps,
Soul Sonic Force,
Funkadelic,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sexual Harrassment,
the Normal,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Glambeats Corp.,
Dead Boys,
The Victims,
Magazine,
Angry Samoans,
Danielle Patucci,
Colin Newman,
Harmonia,
Roxy Music,
Hasil Adkins,
The Slackers,
Arcadia,
CMW,
The Busters,
Electric Prunes,
Popol Vuh,
The Angels of Light,
The Real Kids,
Dark Day,
Qualms,
The Toasters,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sound Behaviour,
Susan Cadogan,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Minor Threat,
Neil Young,
Eli Mardock,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Flesh Eaters,
Livin' Joy,
The Sound, The Sound, The Sound, The Sound.
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.