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 Luxembourg and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Holger Czukay 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 Bob Dylan to the rap 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 Hardrive. All the underground hits.
All Eden Ahbez tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cymande 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fifty Foot Hose record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
Minor Threat,
Buzzcocks,
Nirvana,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bill Wells,
Arcadia,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Stetsasonic,
Trumans Water,
Suicide,
Newcleus,
D'Angelo,
Aaron Thompson,
Theoretical Girls,
Shuggie Otis,
The Shadows of Knight,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Deadbeat,
Popol Vuh,
Scion,
Aloha Tigers,
Mr. Review,
Marcia Griffiths,
Monolake,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Radiohead,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Letta Mbulu,
Marmalade,
The Moleskins,
Marine Girls,
The Stooges,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Minutemen,
Eric Copeland,
the Slits,
Connie Case,
The Star Department,
Girls At Our Best!,
Quantec,
Tubeway Army,
Black Bananas,
Frankie Knuckles,
Crash Course in Science,
Sandy B,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bluetip,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Donny Hathaway,
Can,
The Trojans,
Ohio Players,
Archie Shepp,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gerry Rafferty,
Saccharine Trust,
Jandek,
Panda Bear,
The Sonics,
Susan Cadogan,
The Kinks, The Kinks, The Kinks, The Kinks.
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.