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 Iran and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Chocolate Watch Band to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Lou Reed & Metallica. All the underground hits.
All The Associates tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a E-Dancer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
Jacob Miller,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Mad Mike,
Dorothy Ashby,
8 Eyed Spy,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Adolescents,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Rosa Yemen,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Janne Schatter,
Hoover,
Rites of Spring,
John Foxx,
Minnie Riperton,
New Order,
Boz Scaggs,
Juan Atkins,
The Leaves,
The Buckinghams,
Suburban Knight,
Sällskapet,
Connie Case,
Dark Day,
The Walker Brothers,
The Birthday Party,
The Fuzztones,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sugar Minott,
Pantaleimon,
Patti Smith,
Donny Hathaway,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Aswad,
Rekid,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Sisters of Mercy,
the Germs,
Derrick Morgan,
Icehouse,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Frankie Knuckles,
Dave Gahan,
Shuggie Otis,
The Grass Roots,
Oblivians,
Byron Stingily,
the Fania All-Stars,
Arcadia,
H. Thieme,
Circle Jerks,
Excepter,
Negative Approach,
Grey Daturas,
Eurythmics,
The Invisible,
Bill Near,
Minor Threat,
David Bowie,
The Kinks,
Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes, 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.