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 Vanuatu and from Stockholm.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry to the jazz 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 Jesus and Mary Chain. All the underground hits.
All Talk Talk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Cale 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 theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moss Icon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flamin' Groovies,
Procol Harum,
James White and The Blacks,
Eden Ahbez,
Minutemen,
Kayak,
Mark Hollis,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Terry Callier,
Marc Almond,
Crispian St. Peters,
Simply Red,
Talk Talk,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Schoolly D,
The Cowsills,
Kevin Saunderson,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Black Moon,
Danielle Patucci,
Brand Nubian,
Roy Ayers,
New Age Steppers,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Invisible,
Cluster,
Lou Christie,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Stetsasonic,
Eric Dolphy,
Johnny Clarke,
Nas,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Martian,
Moebius,
Ohio Players,
Peter and Kerry,
Byron Stingily,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Isaac Hayes,
LL Cool J,
EPMD,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Organ,
Ituana,
Erykah Badu,
Bill Wells,
Flash Fearless,
The Red Krayola,
Lindisfarne,
This Heat,
Cybotron,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sound Behaviour,
Symarip,
Ossler,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Hasil Adkins,
The Cure,
X-102,
Jeff Mills,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.