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 Kenya and from Shanghai.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 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 Jesper Dahlback to the disco 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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.
All Deakin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smoke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxy Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maurizio,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Kenny Larkin,
Don Cherry,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Glambeats Corp.,
Swans,
The Cowsills,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Remains,
Glenn Branca,
Eden Ahbez,
Index,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Warsaw,
Drexciya,
Faraquet,
The Vogues,
The Blackbyrds,
The Motions,
Lindisfarne,
Donald Byrd,
Lower 48,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Quadrant,
Crispy Ambulance,
Jawbox,
Aswad,
Fluxion,
Yellowson,
Throbbing Gristle,
Lou Reed,
Gang Green,
Dawn Penn,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Tomorrow,
The Sonics,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Rhythm & Sound,
Moebius,
Jacques Brel,
Nick Fraelich,
The Divine Comedy,
Jerry's Kids,
The Raincoats,
Unwound,
Eric Copeland,
Freddie Wadling,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Leonard Cohen,
Joe Smooth,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Johnny Osbourne,
cv313,
Gregory Isaacs,
Intrusion,
James White and The Blacks,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Interpol, Interpol, Interpol, Interpol.
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.