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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Alarm Clocks to the techno 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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moebius record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a LL Cool J record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
Arcadia,
Nirvana,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Popol Vuh,
Colin Newman,
Guru Guru,
Marmalade,
Hashim,
Yusef Lateef,
Ice-T,
The Skatalites,
The Dirtbombs,
Bill Near,
Sexual Harrassment,
Harmonia,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Isaac Hayes,
Television,
Darondo,
Sugar Minott,
Sällskapet,
Malaria!,
Connie Case,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Fugazi,
Bang On A Can,
Letta Mbulu,
ABC,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Marc Almond,
The Cosmic Jokers,
John Coltrane,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Golliwogs,
Mark Hollis,
Can,
Country Teasers,
Delon & Dalcan,
Roy Ayers,
The Litter,
Fad Gadget,
the Swans,
Jerry's Kids,
Ultravox,
Heaven 17,
ABBA,
The Remains,
Eli Mardock,
Gong,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Freddie Wadling,
Yellowson,
Radiohead,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Schoolly D,
Oneida,
Kas Product,
Gastr Del Sol,
Archie Shepp,
June Days, June Days, June Days, June Days.
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.