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 Monaco and from Manchester.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Avey Tare. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Byrd record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neu!,
K-Klass,
Motorama,
Agitation Free,
Donny Hathaway,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Birthday Party,
Man Eating Sloth,
H. Thieme,
Max Romeo,
Masters at Work,
Derrick Morgan,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Urselle,
DJ Sneak,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lakeside,
Eric B and Rakim,
Jawbox,
Sun Ra,
The Motions,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Gladiators,
The Smiths,
Nils Olav,
Goldenarms,
Liliput,
Eurythmics,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Dirtbombs,
Gabor Szabo,
The Gap Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Hashim,
Rites of Spring,
Barry Ungar,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sound Behaviour,
Scrapy,
Traffic Nightmare,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Roger Hodgson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Peter and Kerry,
The Raincoats,
Vladislav Delay,
Sandy B,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ronan,
Lee Hazlewood,
Alton Ellis,
Moby Grape,
Chrome,
Glambeats Corp.,
Franke,
Hasil Adkins,
EPMD,
Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi.
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.