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 St Lucia and from Lagos.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Pussy Galore to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sight & Sound. All the underground hits.
All The Blackbyrds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anthony Braxton,
The American Breed,
Agent Orange,
Rhythm & Sound,
Susan Cadogan,
Depeche Mode,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Deepchord,
Ohio Players,
Mo-Dettes,
Adolescents,
Moss Icon,
Byron Stingily,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Boz Scaggs,
The Smiths,
The Slits,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Slick Rick,
Joe Finger,
Tim Buckley,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Michelle Simonal,
Maleditus Sound,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gong,
The Gun Club,
The Flesh Eaters,
Tropical Tobacco,
Pussy Galore,
Cecil Taylor,
Sonic Youth,
Stereo Dub,
Technova,
Icehouse,
The Remains,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Tommy Roe,
Scratch Acid,
Bill Wells,
Masters at Work,
Arcadia,
Kayak,
Mission of Burma,
Ice-T,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Peter & Gordon,
The Monks,
Goldenarms,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Cymande,
The Selecter,
Brothers Johnson,
Yusef Lateef,
Dennis Brown,
Reuben Wilson,
Nico,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bobby Sherman,
Public Image Ltd.,
Zero Boys,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.