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 Latvia and from Seoul.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the theremin 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 La Düsseldorf to the jazz 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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All Eden Ahbez tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sparks,
Spoonie Gee,
Kerri Chandler,
The Detroit Cobras,
Robert Hood,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Index,
Thee Headcoats,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kas Product,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kerrie Biddell,
Clear Light,
Los Fastidios,
The Misunderstood,
David Axelrod,
Ronnie Foster,
The Move,
Rapeman,
Sonic Youth,
Stetsasonic,
Warren Ellis,
Infiniti,
Fluxion,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Joe Finger,
The Blackbyrds,
Funkadelic,
Frankie Knuckles,
John Coltrane,
The Cowsills,
Charles Mingus,
Rufus Thomas,
Ronan,
MDC,
Colin Newman,
The Moody Blues,
Qualms,
Marc Almond,
Junior Murvin,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Soft Cell,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Slackers,
Matthew Bourne,
Nirvana,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Prince Buster,
It's A Beautiful Day,
the Bar-Kays,
Arcadia,
Zero Boys,
Loose Ends,
Theoretical Girls,
The Sound,
Magma,
Desert Stars,
Pantytec,
Au Pairs,
Index,
Cybotron,
Lungfish,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.