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 Ecuador and from Sao Paulo.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 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 Babytalk 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 Animal Collective. All the underground hits.
All Echo & the Bunnymen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Teenage Jesus and the Jerks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Wire,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sällskapet,
The Leaves,
Dark Day,
Eric B and Rakim,
Marcia Griffiths,
Gastr Del Sol,
Donny Hathaway,
Silicon Teens,
Cameo,
The Beau Brummels,
Kas Product,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
New Age Steppers,
Jawbox,
Aaron Thompson,
Kaleidoscope,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Zero Boys,
Guru Guru,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Doobie Brothers,
L. Decosne,
Easy Going,
R.M.O.,
Intrusion,
Dorothy Ashby,
Todd Terry,
the Bar-Kays,
Johnny Osbourne,
In Retrospect,
Skriet,
La Düsseldorf,
The Count Five,
Howard Jones,
10cc,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Heaven 17,
The Barracudas,
Johnny Clarke,
John Foxx,
Duran Duran,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Mantronix,
B.T. Express,
Yazoo,
The Blackbyrds,
Patti Smith,
Sexual Harrassment,
Kenny Larkin,
KRS-One,
Traffic Nightmare,
Rotary Connection,
Ponytail,
Eden Ahbez,
Robert Wyatt,
Little Man,
The Golliwogs,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.