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 Kosovo and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Sound Behaviour to the rap 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 Rosa Yemen. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cabaret Voltaire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Bar-Kays record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Metal Thangz,
New Order,
Sandy B,
Josef K,
Boogie Down Productions,
Michelle Simonal,
Drive Like Jehu,
Barclay James Harvest,
Nik Kershaw,
Nick Fraelich,
Lakeside,
Bronski Beat,
X-Ray Spex,
New York Dolls,
Bad Manners,
In Retrospect,
Nas,
ABBA,
Bill Wells,
Juan Atkins,
Lungfish,
The American Breed,
Mandrill,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Five Americans,
Al Stewart,
Hashim,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
La Düsseldorf,
Visage,
Slick Rick,
Magma,
Smog,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Hot Snakes,
Pharoah Sanders,
John Foxx,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Urselle,
Cheater Slicks,
The Techniques,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Busters,
Marmalade,
Von Mondo,
Derrick Morgan,
Sight & Sound,
Pantaleimon,
Skriet,
Ohio Players,
Ice-T,
Agitation Free,
Ronan,
Brothers Johnson,
Outsiders,
Excepter,
The Sound,
Wally Richardson,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Harry Pussy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.