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 Paraguay and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 marimba 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 Mo-Dettes to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Little Man. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lonnie Liston Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cecil Taylor,
Marine Girls,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Echospace,
Schoolly D,
Gerry Rafferty,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Shadows of Knight,
Joey Negro,
Curtis Mayfield,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Aloha Tigers,
The Red Krayola,
Johnny Clarke,
Cymande,
Outsiders,
Hoover,
R.M.O.,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Walker Brothers,
Rites of Spring,
OOIOO,
Jerry's Kids,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Tremeloes,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Nils Olav,
Jimmy McGriff,
One Last Wish,
John Foxx,
the Soft Cell,
The Slackers,
Niagra,
Gong,
Quantec,
Sparks,
Angry Samoans,
Bush Tetras,
Robert Görl,
Animal Collective,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Accadde A,
Danielle Patucci,
Neu!,
Toni Rubio,
Barrington Levy,
Qualms,
Scion,
Godley & Creme,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lee Hazlewood,
Yusef Lateef,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Section 25,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
T.S.O.L.,
Bauhaus,
The New Christs,
Soul Sonic Force,
Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review.
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.