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 Germany and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 guitar 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 Man Eating Sloth to the grunge 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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All Eli Mardock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lafayette Afro Rock Band 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers,
Moby Grape,
Khruangbin,
Marc Almond,
H. Thieme,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Toasters,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Masters at Work,
Anthony Braxton,
Derrick Morgan,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Black Dice,
Funkadelic,
Arcadia,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Albert Ayler,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Silicon Teens,
Eric Dolphy,
Yusef Lateef,
The Motions,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Smoke,
Pharoah Sanders,
the Human League,
Bad Manners,
Tomorrow,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
the Association,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Fugs,
Chris & Cosey,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gerry Rafferty,
Guru Guru,
Danielle Patucci,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sight & Sound,
ABBA,
Darondo,
Basic Channel,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Michelle Simonal,
Bill Wells,
Joe Finger,
Lyres,
Henry Cow,
Skaos,
DJ Sneak,
Eric B and Rakim,
Aural Exciters,
Mission of Burma,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Dead Boys,
Black Moon,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Sound, The Sound, The Sound, The Sound.
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.