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 Mauritania and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Angels of Light to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 A Flock of Seagulls. All the underground hits.
All Traffic Nightmare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Evens 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
Scan 7,
Urselle,
Make Up,
Television Personalities,
LL Cool J,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Tears for Fears,
The Shadows of Knight,
Unrelated Segments,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
This Heat,
Johnny Osbourne,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Marine Girls,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Cecil Taylor,
China Crisis,
The Evens,
Ronnie Foster,
Excepter,
Soft Cell,
Zapp,
Jeff Mills,
Dawn Penn,
F. McDonald,
Rhythm & Sound,
Groovy Waters,
Yusef Lateef,
Depeche Mode,
The Young Rascals,
Outsiders,
The Stooges,
Oblivians,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Wolf Eyes,
Brass Construction,
a-ha,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Neil Young,
Tropical Tobacco,
Quando Quango,
Cal Tjader,
Little Man,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Kas Product,
T.S.O.L.,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Dual Sessions,
Grauzone,
Lou Christie,
Judy Mowatt,
Jeru the Damaja,
Aswad,
Godley & Creme,
Howard Jones,
Pussy Galore,
DNA,
The Barracudas,
Piero Umiliani,
Average White Band,
Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan.
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.