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 Gabon and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 güiro 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 Lalann 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 The Seeds. All the underground hits.
All De La Soul & Jungle Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cabaret Voltaire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Don Cherry,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Unrelated Segments,
Zapp,
Eli Mardock,
Brick,
Peter & Gordon,
Donald Byrd,
ABC,
Toni Rubio,
Ice-T,
Ronnie Foster,
Ponytail,
Swans,
Tom Boy,
Public Image Ltd.,
the Human League,
Camberwell Now,
The Modern Lovers,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ultra Naté,
Juan Atkins,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
48th St. Collective,
Joe Finger,
Archie Shepp,
Lucky Dragons,
David Bowie,
Stockholm Monsters,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Trojans,
The Sound,
Anthony Braxton,
La Düsseldorf,
Bang On A Can,
The J.B.'s,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Stetsasonic,
Tres Demented,
The Zeros,
Slave,
Nik Kershaw,
The Leaves,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Trumans Water,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Depeche Mode,
Davy DMX,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Andrew Hill,
Aloha Tigers,
Minutemen,
Brand Nubian,
Organ, Organ, Organ, Organ.
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.