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 Moldova and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 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 Suburban Knight to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Bobby Hutcherson. All the underground hits.
All Liliput tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos 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 a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
China Crisis,
Robert Wyatt,
Davy DMX,
Deadbeat,
Mo-Dettes,
Quantec,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Beau Brummels,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Jerry's Kids,
Ituana,
The Fire Engines,
Colin Newman,
Main Source,
Cal Tjader,
Quando Quango,
Morten Harket,
The Smoke,
Connie Case,
Q and Not U,
Roger Hodgson,
Peter & Gordon,
Amon Düül,
Jeru the Damaja,
Derrick Morgan,
K-Klass,
Supertramp,
JFA,
Subhumans,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Slave,
Roxy Music,
Joensuu 1685,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Black Sheep,
Anakelly,
The Techniques,
David Axelrod,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
These Immortal Souls,
Echospace,
Massinfluence,
Excepter,
Gabor Szabo,
Beasts of Bourbon,
the Human League,
Dennis Brown,
Michelle Simonal,
Duran Duran,
The Angels of Light,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Shadows of Knight,
Heaven 17,
Minnie Riperton,
Eurythmics,
Gil Scott Heron,
Popol Vuh,
Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield.
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.