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 Turkey and from Paris.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Man Eating Sloth to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Dawn Penn. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cameo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sandy B,
Barry Ungar,
Bluetip,
Stereo Dub,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Freddie Wadling,
Joe Smooth,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sun Ra,
Audionom,
Warren Ellis,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Section 25,
Mantronix,
Roxette,
Lungfish,
Tom Boy,
Country Teasers,
X-101,
Gabor Szabo,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Minny Pops,
Television Personalities,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Aaron Thompson,
Bill Near,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Pylon,
The Smoke,
La Düsseldorf,
Peter and Kerry,
Jacob Miller,
Ronan,
Boogie Down Productions,
Echospace,
Blake Baxter,
Gichy Dan,
The Grass Roots,
The Star Department,
The Gories,
Sound Behaviour,
The Music Machine,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Danielle Patucci,
The Offenders,
Y Pants,
Gang of Four,
Fad Gadget,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Khruangbin,
48th St. Collective,
The Skatalites,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Cluster,
Slave,
The Velvet Underground,
Hardrive,
Erasure,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Intrusion,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.