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 Montenegro and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 New Age Steppers to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Flipper. All the underground hits.
All Darondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Style record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Mojo Men,
Amazonics,
Echospace,
Mr. Review,
ABBA,
The Leaves,
T. Rex,
Archie Shepp,
L. Decosne,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Fall,
Tres Demented,
The Move,
Arab on Radar,
Gong,
Boredoms,
These Immortal Souls,
Marc Almond,
Gang Gang Dance,
Ossler,
The Remains,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Popol Vuh,
Ituana,
Heaven 17,
The Sound,
The Busters,
Johnny Osbourne,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Idris Muhammad,
Davy DMX,
Hashim,
Vainqueur,
Roger Hodgson,
Peter & Gordon,
Thompson Twins,
Maurizio,
the Sonics,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Moby Grape,
Wire,
Goldenarms,
Neil Young,
Althea and Donna,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Tears for Fears,
Bootsy Collins,
The Star Department,
Urselle,
Royal Trux,
DJ Sneak,
Blossom Toes,
Rapeman,
X-101,
The Toasters,
The Modern Lovers,
Yazoo,
Desert Stars,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jesper Dahlback,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx.
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.