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 Peru and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the grunge 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 Kinks. All the underground hits.
All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-102 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool Moe Dee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dorothy Ashby,
Yusef Lateef,
T.S.O.L.,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Dark Day,
In Retrospect,
The Mojo Men,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Detroit Cobras,
Alton Ellis,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bobby Womack,
Buzzcocks,
Lightning Bolt,
Henry Cow,
Popol Vuh,
Unrelated Segments,
Jeff Mills,
Black Moon,
Max Romeo,
Hot Snakes,
Junior Murvin,
Ludus,
Sixth Finger,
Sarah Menescal,
Guru Guru,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Zeros,
Warsaw,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Tom Boy,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Radiohead,
Ituana,
Section 25,
Urselle,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Seeds,
The Young Rascals,
Ponytail,
These Immortal Souls,
Panda Bear,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Five Americans,
Excepter,
Mandrill,
The Tremeloes,
10cc,
The Human League,
Arab on Radar,
ABC,
Arcadia,
Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music.
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.