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 Ukraine and from Paris.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Mexico City.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
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 Ash Ra Tempel 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 D'Angelo. All the underground hits.
All DNA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre 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's Slasher Flicks,
Barclay James Harvest,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Unwound,
LL Cool J,
DJ Style,
Aswad,
The Electric Prunes,
Tropical Tobacco,
Kenny Larkin,
Malaria!,
Crash Course in Science,
The Sonics,
Johnny Osbourne,
Soulsonic Force,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Knickerbockers,
Dennis Brown,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
DNA,
The Count Five,
Lebanon Hanover,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Talk Talk,
Blossom Toes,
Popol Vuh,
Swell Maps,
Drive Like Jehu,
Porter Ricks,
Fatback Band,
AZ,
the Human League,
Icehouse,
Khruangbin,
Rapeman,
Mission of Burma,
Oneida,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Panda Bear,
The Dead C,
Byron Stingily,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Move,
the Germs,
Tomorrow,
Ralphi Rosario,
Flipper,
Warsaw,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Minutemen,
Fela Kuti,
The Gories,
Godley & Creme,
Derrick Morgan,
Negative Approach,
Schoolly D,
Matthew Halsall,
Niagra,
Ponytail,
The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds.
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.