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 Poland and from Houston.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 sitar 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 Man Eating Sloth to the punk 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 Skriet. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yusef Lateef record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
Derrick Morgan,
Andrew Hill,
Robert Görl,
Arthur Verocai,
U.S. Maple,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sandy B,
Roxy Music,
Monolake,
Lou Reed,
Altered Images,
The New Christs,
Kenny Larkin,
X-101,
Nation of Ulysses,
Joe Finger,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Anthony Braxton,
Fugazi,
La Düsseldorf,
Loose Ends,
E-Dancer,
Aaron Thompson,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Carl Craig,
Second Layer,
Urselle,
John Lydon,
The Trojans,
Section 25,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pet Shop Boys,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Blackbyrds,
Con Funk Shun,
a-ha,
Derrick May,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
John Foxx,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Brick,
Cymande,
Underground Resistance,
Frankie Knuckles,
Soul II Soul,
The Smiths,
K-Klass,
Bush Tetras,
Agitation Free,
Yazoo,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Interpol,
Skarface,
Amon Düül II,
Can,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Procol Harum,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Japan, Japan, Japan, Japan.
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.