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 Malaysia and from Manila.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 güiro 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 Black Sheep 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 Metal Thangz. All the underground hits.
All Ultimate Spinach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joey Negro,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Happenings,
Livin' Joy,
Marvin Gaye,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The J.B.'s,
Sexual Harrassment,
Panda Bear,
Jeff Mills,
These Immortal Souls,
Fear,
Nirvana,
Skarface,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Theoretical Girls,
Reuben Wilson,
Aaron Thompson,
Dark Day,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Scientists,
Radio Birdman,
Au Pairs,
H. Thieme,
Bobby Womack,
Erykah Badu,
Negative Approach,
Dead Boys,
Erasure,
David McCallum,
The Angels of Light,
Tommy Roe,
Man Eating Sloth,
Yaz,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sun Ra,
One Last Wish,
The Sonics,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Smog,
Bang On A Can,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Evens,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Monks,
The Gladiators,
Brothers Johnson,
Basic Channel,
Banda Bassotti,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
L. Decosne,
Morten Harket,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Pantytec,
Brass Construction,
John Holt,
Shoche,
The Blackbyrds,
Fela Kuti,
The Music Machine,
The Searchers,
The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes.
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.