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 Finland and from Seoul.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Louis and Bebe Barron. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fire Engines record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharoah Sanders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Boz Scaggs,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Blues Magoos,
Lyres,
Stereo Dub,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Godley & Creme,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
the Swans,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Buckinghams,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Sound,
The Martian,
cv313,
LL Cool J,
Arab on Radar,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jacques Brel,
10cc,
Aswad,
Wire,
Easy Going,
Camouflage,
Ronan,
DNA,
Tres Demented,
The Flesh Eaters,
Laurel Aitken,
Henry Cow,
Los Fastidios,
Erasure,
Roxette,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Von Mondo,
Fatback Band,
Sarah Menescal,
Scratch Acid,
Lindisfarne,
Bronski Beat,
DJ Sneak,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sister Nancy,
Harry Pussy,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Pere Ubu,
Junior Murvin,
Supertramp,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Khruangbin,
Mary Jane Girls,
Jeff Mills,
June of 44,
Rotary Connection,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Eli Mardock,
Franke,
Deakin,
Dawn Penn,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.