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 Micronesia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 Seoul and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Jesus and Mary Chain. All the underground hits.
All Drive Like Jehu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cameo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kango’s Stein Massive,
DJ Sneak,
Erykah Badu,
Sarah Menescal,
Kaleidoscope,
Moebius,
Aswad,
Michelle Simonal,
Mission of Burma,
Nick Fraelich,
Technova,
Radiohead,
Harpers Bizarre,
Soft Machine,
Robert Görl,
Skarface,
The Happenings,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Duran Duran,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Suburban Knight,
Rod Modell,
Rhythm & Sound,
Soul Sonic Force,
cv313,
Maleditus Sound,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Youth Brigade,
the Sonics,
Bobby Womack,
Livin' Joy,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bang On A Can,
Urselle,
Unrelated Segments,
The Walker Brothers,
Niagra,
Deepchord,
Franke,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Alphaville,
Camouflage,
Rites of Spring,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Mantronix,
Vainqueur,
Stetsasonic,
Interpol,
Terry Callier,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Panda Bear,
The Electric Prunes,
Minutemen,
Brick,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Jeff Mills,
Tears for Fears,
the Bar-Kays,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sound Behaviour,
Barrington Levy,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee.
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.