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 St Lucia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Shanghai.
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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Matthew Halsall to the grime 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 Pierre Henry. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sound Behaviour record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Wake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
Dual Sessions,
Lalann,
Mark Hollis,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Can,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Make Up,
the Germs,
The Sound,
The Saints,
Marshall Jefferson,
Thompson Twins,
Matthew Bourne,
Agent Orange,
The Mojo Men,
The Seeds,
Stiv Bators,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Television,
Blake Baxter,
Section 25,
Procol Harum,
Banda Bassotti,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Judy Mowatt,
Joyce Sims,
Schoolly D,
Laurel Aitken,
Terry Callier,
Bush Tetras,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gerry Rafferty,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Eli Mardock,
Echospace,
Jacques Brel,
Bang On A Can,
Maleditus Sound,
Oneida,
Quantec,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Kayak,
Talk Talk,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Alarm Clocks,
Drexciya,
Pylon,
The Durutti Column,
Gang Starr,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Amon Düül,
John Coltrane,
Bobby Womack,
Lucky Dragons,
Alphaville,
Parry Music,
This Heat,
OOIOO,
Mandrill,
The Moody Blues,
Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller.
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.