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 Bulgaria and from Johannesburg.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the güiro 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 Jeff Mills to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Sound. All the underground hits.
All Manfred Mann's Earth Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Charles Mingus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Delon & Dalcan,
Grey Daturas,
Flipper,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Arab on Radar,
Aloha Tigers,
Thompson Twins,
Nils Olav,
The American Breed,
Cal Tjader,
Dark Day,
Michelle Simonal,
Young Marble Giants,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Talk Talk,
Nirvana,
Main Source,
Brass Construction,
Eurythmics,
PIL,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Banda Bassotti,
DJ Style,
Don Cherry,
Moby Grape,
The Smiths,
The Sound,
June of 44,
L. Decosne,
Rotary Connection,
The Happenings,
The Modern Lovers,
Blossom Toes,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Zero Boys,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bobby Womack,
the Fania All-Stars,
Au Pairs,
Matthew Halsall,
Excepter,
Model 500,
The Gories,
Rhythm & Sound,
Jimmy McGriff,
Marmalade,
Babytalk,
The Velvet Underground,
Popol Vuh,
Mary Jane Girls,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lebanon Hanover,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rekid,
The Smoke,
Bill Wells,
Alice Coltrane,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Zeros,
Wasted Youth,
Nik Kershaw,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.