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 Nepal 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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Basic Channel to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band. All the underground hits.
All Mark Hollis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Young Marble Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Hood,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sandy B,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Easy Going,
MDC,
Todd Terry,
Warren Ellis,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Dirtbombs,
Tres Demented,
New Age Steppers,
Kas Product,
OOIOO,
Colin Newman,
Andrew Hill,
Khruangbin,
Michelle Simonal,
Crime,
Tubeway Army,
D'Angelo,
Groovy Waters,
Girls At Our Best!,
Reuben Wilson,
Flash Fearless,
Sister Nancy,
Barbara Tucker,
Public Image Ltd.,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Porter Ricks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sam Rivers,
Bobby Byrd,
In Retrospect,
Letta Mbulu,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pharoah Sanders,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Cameo,
Jandek,
Monks,
The Move,
June Days,
Wings,
Organ,
Josef K,
the Normal,
Patti Smith,
Sound Behaviour,
Soft Cell,
K-Klass,
La Düsseldorf,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Severed Heads,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
China Crisis,
Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach.
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.