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 Tuvalu and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Techniques to the grime 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 Pretty Things. All the underground hits.
All Toni Rubio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Porter Ricks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dark Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Velvet Underground,
Scott Walker,
MDC,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Evens,
Dual Sessions,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Cure,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
FM Einheit,
UT,
Lalann,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Cameo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Move,
Althea and Donna,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Monks,
Iggy Pop,
Mars,
Sällskapet,
The Young Rascals,
Al Stewart,
Sun Ra,
Amon Düül,
Lalo Schifrin,
Johnny Clarke,
Bad Manners,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The New Christs,
Outsiders,
Supertramp,
The Red Krayola,
JFA,
Visage,
New Order,
The Smoke,
Guru Guru,
Liliput,
Lyres,
Michelle Simonal,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Stockholm Monsters,
X-102,
T. Rex,
Bush Tetras,
The Grass Roots,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Roy Ayers,
The Real Kids,
Von Mondo,
Man Eating Sloth,
Circle Jerks,
Slave,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Basic Channel,
Gichy Dan,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Radiopuhelimet,
Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic.
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.