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 New Zealand and from Salvador.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 UT to the rock 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 Outsiders. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronnie Foster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sight & Sound,
Terry Callier,
Tropical Tobacco,
Jandek,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lightning Bolt,
Bill Near,
Theoretical Girls,
Kas Product,
Metal Thangz,
Public Enemy,
Spandau Ballet,
Aswad,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
cv313,
Liliput,
Gang Gang Dance,
Technova,
Cal Tjader,
Curtis Mayfield,
MDC,
Yazoo,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Warsaw,
Soulsonic Force,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
CMW,
Slick Rick,
John Coltrane,
Carl Craig,
Henry Cow,
JFA,
Bobby Hutcherson,
In Retrospect,
Ornette Coleman,
Sparks,
The Five Americans,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Gang of Four,
The Fuzztones,
The Gun Club,
Banda Bassotti,
Cymande,
Rekid,
Eurythmics,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Wally Richardson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Surgeon,
Inner City,
Kool Moe Dee,
Infiniti,
Excepter,
Black Bananas,
Peter & Gordon,
The Saints,
Jerry's Kids,
Camouflage,
Minutemen,
The Walker Brothers,
Shuggie Otis,
Rod Modell,
Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne.
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.