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 Sweden and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Derrick Morgan to the dance 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 Easy Going. All the underground hits.
All Barclay James Harvest tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Lydon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dead C record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ken Boothe,
The Black Dice,
LL Cool J,
Tim Buckley,
Unwound,
Mad Mike,
Oneida,
Bronski Beat,
Boz Scaggs,
Derrick Morgan,
Guru Guru,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
A Certain Ratio,
Hashim,
Jeff Lynne,
L. Decosne,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Joyce Sims,
John Holt,
Soft Machine,
The Misunderstood,
Flipper,
The Grass Roots,
The Gap Band,
John Coltrane,
AZ,
Minny Pops,
Depeche Mode,
The Sonics,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Skaos,
Derrick May,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bobby Byrd,
D'Angelo,
Angry Samoans,
Brand Nubian,
Fat Boys,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Camouflage,
Delon & Dalcan,
Steve Hackett,
Chris & Cosey,
Theoretical Girls,
Fela Kuti,
Talk Talk,
The Tremeloes,
Connie Case,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Happenings,
Rites of Spring,
Joey Negro,
The Stooges,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Minnie Riperton,
The Electric Prunes,
Kayak, Kayak, Kayak, Kayak.
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.