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 Tonga and from Tehran.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Charles Mingus to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Doors. All the underground hits.
All Echo & the Bunnymen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Justin Hinds & The Dominoes 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ajijia Myrayebe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Young Rascals,
Monolake,
Youth Brigade,
Massinfluence,
Crispy Ambulance,
Barbara Tucker,
Accadde A,
Sun City Girls,
Danielle Patucci,
Thee Headcoats,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Magazine,
The Five Americans,
The Smoke,
Robert Görl,
Radiohead,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
FM Einheit,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Moody Blues,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Cybotron,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Iggy Pop,
ABC,
Yaz,
Arab on Radar,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Can,
The Buckinghams,
Au Pairs,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Cecil Taylor,
Altered Images,
Organ,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Aaron Thompson,
David Bowie,
Barrington Levy,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Index,
Neil Young,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Saints,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Litter,
Interpol,
Parry Music,
James Chance & The Contortions,
H. Thieme,
Flash Fearless,
Gichy Dan,
Lalann,
The Dead C,
PIL,
Ronnie Foster,
Don Cherry,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.