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 Columbus.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Radiohead to the techno 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 Davy DMX. All the underground hits.
All The Shadows of Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Seeds 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Trojans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thompson Twins,
Pulsallama,
Altered Images,
The Divine Comedy,
Siglo XX,
The Fuzztones,
DNA,
Silicon Teens,
Aaron Thompson,
Yusef Lateef,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Eden Ahbez,
The Black Dice,
Arab on Radar,
Ronnie Foster,
Gong,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Slave,
Guru Guru,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Pole,
La Düsseldorf,
Franke,
Sällskapet,
Das Ding,
Vainqueur,
Gang Green,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Walker Brothers,
Dual Sessions,
Model 500,
Talk Talk,
Lower 48,
Bill Near,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sex Pistols,
The Vogues,
Amon Düül II,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
This Heat,
Judy Mowatt,
Desert Stars,
The Cramps,
The Offenders,
Theoretical Girls,
Swans,
Gregory Isaacs,
Alice Coltrane,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
A Flock of Seagulls,
L. Decosne,
Tommy Roe,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Pussy Galore,
Jeff Mills,
The Cowsills,
Anakelly,
Tomorrow,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Mark Hollis,
Monks,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
U.S. Maple,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.