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 Indonesia and from Jakarta.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 synthesizer 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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Man Eating Sloth. All the underground hits.
All The Toasters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Green record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet 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?
K-Klass,
Tommy Roe,
Rhythm & Sound,
Junior Murvin,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Grey Daturas,
Freddie Wadling,
Derrick Morgan,
The Moleskins,
Joyce Sims,
John Cale,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Girls At Our Best!,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Slits,
Minor Threat,
New Order,
The Divine Comedy,
Bluetip,
Ultimate Spinach,
Brothers Johnson,
Warren Ellis,
Alphaville,
Amon Düül II,
Pierre Henry,
Eric B and Rakim,
Trumans Water,
Gang Green,
Zero Boys,
Second Layer,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Warsaw,
The Music Machine,
Infiniti,
Matthew Halsall,
Letta Mbulu,
Ossler,
Theoretical Girls,
Massinfluence,
Oblivians,
Suburban Knight,
The Raincoats,
Connie Case,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Barclay James Harvest,
ABBA,
X-Ray Spex,
U.S. Maple,
Thee Headcoats,
Eric Dolphy,
Barrington Levy,
Sound Behaviour,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Main Source,
Motorama,
Anakelly,
DJ Sneak,
Clear Light,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Dave Clark Five,
Stiv Bators,
The Sonics,
Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks.
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.