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 Madagascar and from Tokyo.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 theremin 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 Wally Richardson to the funk 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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Angry Samoans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Hashim,
Niagra,
E-Dancer,
Eli Mardock,
The Cowsills,
Electric Prunes,
Barclay James Harvest,
Amon Düül,
Frankie Knuckles,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Jeff Lynne,
Procol Harum,
Spoonie Gee,
Soulsonic Force,
Johnny Clarke,
Derrick Morgan,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sällskapet,
A Certain Ratio,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
T. Rex,
Tubeway Army,
Radio Birdman,
Ten City,
Qualms,
Bobby Womack,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Moleskins,
Magma,
Dennis Brown,
kango's stein massive,
Basic Channel,
Joy Division,
Chrome,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Danielle Patucci,
Interpol,
X-101,
The Blues Magoos,
F. McDonald,
The Young Rascals,
The Birthday Party,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Make Up,
The Star Department,
Warsaw,
Public Enemy,
Roxette,
The Shadows of Knight,
Boogie Down Productions,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Matthew Bourne,
Index,
Boredoms,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Animal Collective,
Guru Guru,
Yusef Lateef,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy.
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.