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 Uruguay and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Terrestrial Tones to the rock 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All Be Bop Deluxe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minnie Riperton record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pierre Henry,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Trumans Water,
John Holt,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Freddie Wadling,
Television Personalities,
Newcleus,
Agitation Free,
Cecil Taylor,
Mr. Review,
Aloha Tigers,
Youth Brigade,
The Knickerbockers,
Alphaville,
Alton Ellis,
Franke,
Audionom,
China Crisis,
Adolescents,
In Retrospect,
Lindisfarne,
Donald Byrd,
Crooked Eye,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Gastr Del Sol,
Boredoms,
Isaac Hayes,
Ultra Naté,
The Music Machine,
Royal Trux,
Delta 5,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Janne Schatter,
The Pretty Things,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Boz Scaggs,
New York Dolls,
Fatback Band,
The Star Department,
Lyres,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Tommy Roe,
Bronski Beat,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Young Marble Giants,
Barbara Tucker,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Con Funk Shun,
The Red Krayola,
Bizarre Inc.,
Grauzone,
The Flesh Eaters,
Gong,
Michelle Simonal,
Interpol,
Donny Hathaway,
Ralphi Rosario,
Jeru the Damaja,
Zero Boys,
The Gap Band,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.