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 Nauru 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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Fad Gadget to the rock 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 Nick Fraelich. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Hutcherson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every La Düsseldorf record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Absolute Body Control record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Simply Red,
Rod Modell,
Sonic Youth,
Aaron Thompson,
Barbara Tucker,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
MC5,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Vladislav Delay,
John Foxx,
Aural Exciters,
Scion,
The Sound,
Barry Ungar,
the Slits,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Donny Hathaway,
Iggy Pop,
New Order,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Sun City Girls,
Barclay James Harvest,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Mandrill,
K-Klass,
Panda Bear,
Shuggie Otis,
Eurythmics,
The Mojo Men,
OOIOO,
Erykah Badu,
The Pop Group,
Ronan,
DJ Style,
Radio Birdman,
Wasted Youth,
The Count Five,
Leonard Cohen,
Ultravox,
Brand Nubian,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Blackbyrds,
Robert Wyatt,
Excepter,
Godley & Creme,
Moebius,
Anakelly,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Marmalade,
The Dirtbombs,
The Motions,
Bill Wells,
Patti Smith,
Das Ding,
The Detroit Cobras,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Neil Young,
The Leaves,
Newcleus,
The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes.
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.