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 Micronesia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 marimba 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 Scratch Acid to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Whodini record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry's Kids,
Eric Dolphy,
The Barracudas,
Hashim,
Gil Scott Heron,
Eric B and Rakim,
Siglo XX,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bush Tetras,
Sun Ra,
Kenny Larkin,
Nick Fraelich,
Technova,
Livin' Joy,
The Techniques,
Blossom Toes,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Reuben Wilson,
Girls At Our Best!,
Jeff Mills,
Hasil Adkins,
Cheater Slicks,
Young Marble Giants,
Adolescents,
Nik Kershaw,
Jandek,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Whodini,
Dorothy Ashby,
Alison Limerick,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Raincoats,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Camberwell Now,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Magma,
Section 25,
H. Thieme,
Henry Cow,
Fatback Band,
The Standells,
Todd Terry,
Sound Behaviour,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
One Last Wish,
Andrew Hill,
X-101,
The Modern Lovers,
Iggy Pop,
a-ha,
Funkadelic,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Saints,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pole,
The Gories,
Bauhaus,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Marmalade,
Duran Duran,
The Blackbyrds,
Ohio Players,
Darondo,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.