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 Andorra and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 oboe 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 Skaos to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Mark Hollis. All the underground hits.
All E-Dancer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantytec,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Eden Ahbez,
The Move,
Animal Collective,
Amon Düül II,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Magma,
The Detroit Cobras,
The American Breed,
The Human League,
The Names,
Godley & Creme,
Crispian St. Peters,
Joey Negro,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lalo Schifrin,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Grass Roots,
The Music Machine,
kango's stein massive,
Faust,
The Count Five,
Soul Sonic Force,
Mo-Dettes,
Eyeless In Gaza,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
10cc,
Interpol,
The Selecter,
Kevin Saunderson,
Arab on Radar,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Walker Brothers,
Terry Callier,
Siglo XX,
Pagans,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Junior Murvin,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Arthur Verocai,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gichy Dan,
Terrestrial Tones,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Radiohead,
Tommy Roe,
Joensuu 1685,
Depeche Mode,
Easy Going,
Nas,
Morten Harket,
Radiopuhelimet,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Fela Kuti,
Radio Birdman,
Au Pairs,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Kenny Larkin,
DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace.
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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.