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 Colombia and from Houston.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the güiro 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux to the grunge 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 Bush Tetras. All the underground hits.
All Colin Newman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pierre Henry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Louis and Bebe Barron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The American Breed,
Scott Walker,
Gang Green,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Soft Cell,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Nick Fraelich,
Au Pairs,
Letta Mbulu,
The Skatalites,
Talk Talk,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The United States of America,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Anthony Braxton,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Yusef Lateef,
Cybotron,
Bill Near,
Sonic Youth,
X-102,
Reagan Youth,
The Moody Blues,
Marvin Gaye,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lalann,
Grauzone,
The Zeros,
Yellowson,
Black Bananas,
Scion,
The Residents,
Vainqueur,
Graham Central Station,
The Pretty Things,
Kool Moe Dee,
Hashim,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Intrusion,
Sound Behaviour,
Guru Guru,
Sight & Sound,
Shoche,
Swell Maps,
Newcleus,
The Seeds,
Mars,
Electric Prunes,
Fad Gadget,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Marcia Griffiths,
Harry Pussy,
Das Ding,
Quadrant,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Bang On A Can,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Happenings,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.