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 Brazil and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 rhodes 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 Bill Near to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Brothers Johnson. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gap Band 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rosa Yemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
Peter and Kerry,
The Offenders,
Hot Snakes,
Glenn Branca,
Lalann,
Nirvana,
Dave Gahan,
Black Sheep,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Black Dice,
The Toasters,
Can,
Todd Terry,
Soft Machine,
Little Man,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Amazonics,
Grandmaster Flash,
Black Pus,
Urselle,
Gabor Szabo,
Magazine,
Sexual Harrassment,
Robert Görl,
London Community Gospel Choir,
LL Cool J,
Don Cherry,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gang Starr,
The Gap Band,
the Association,
Eric Dolphy,
Sun City Girls,
Hashim,
MC5,
Bush Tetras,
Shoche,
Whodini,
Bobby Womack,
Archie Shepp,
Motorama,
Skriet,
The Fortunes,
Panda Bear,
Fat Boys,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Cure,
Negative Approach,
In Retrospect,
The Golliwogs,
The Smiths,
The Happenings,
The Buckinghams,
The Zeros,
Gang of Four,
Los Fastidios,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Delta 5,
Franke,
David Axelrod,
The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America.
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.