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 Tunisia and from Toronto.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Martian to the funk 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 Joe Finger. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Electric Prunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Pantaleimon,
John Cale,
It's A Beautiful Day,
kango's stein massive,
Soulsonic Force,
The Saints,
Porter Ricks,
Rotary Connection,
The Monks,
Clear Light,
David Axelrod,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Television Personalities,
Piero Umiliani,
Amon Düül,
Gong,
Eric B and Rakim,
These Immortal Souls,
Reagan Youth,
One Last Wish,
The Vogues,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Nas,
Zero Boys,
The Real Kids,
Neu!,
Malaria!,
New Age Steppers,
The Alarm Clocks,
Bobby Sherman,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
David McCallum,
Hot Snakes,
Icehouse,
The Stooges,
Bang On A Can,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Deepchord,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Con Funk Shun,
The Kinks,
Mission of Burma,
Inner City,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Godley & Creme,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Black Pus,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Dirtbombs,
Goldenarms,
Gang Green,
Lindisfarne,
Jesper Dahlback,
Todd Terry,
The Tremeloes,
Soft Cell,
Mary Jane Girls,
Parry Music,
Urselle, Urselle, Urselle, Urselle.
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.