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 Guinea-Bissau and from Cairo.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Holger Czukay 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 Red Krayola to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lee Hazlewood 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gastr Del Sol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Grass Roots,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Barbara Tucker,
Joy Division,
Charles Mingus,
Ultimate Spinach,
Matthew Halsall,
The Stooges,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Vladislav Delay,
Spoonie Gee,
Howard Jones,
Kool Moe Dee,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pharoah Sanders,
Pantytec,
Cecil Taylor,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Marine Girls,
John Cale,
EPMD,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Country Teasers,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Swans,
Crime,
Ultravox,
The Flesh Eaters,
Cybotron,
Bang On A Can,
World's Most,
Fatback Band,
Model 500,
Gichy Dan,
Anakelly,
Wally Richardson,
Bluetip,
Tropical Tobacco,
Jerry's Kids,
Johnny Clarke,
Blossom Toes,
Icehouse,
Bill Near,
Roger Hodgson,
Supertramp,
PIL,
The Human League,
Goldenarms,
Guru Guru,
Camberwell Now,
Chris Corsano,
Stiv Bators,
The Vogues,
Carl Craig,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Simply Red,
OOIOO,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
E-Dancer,
Ten City,
Hoover,
Dave Gahan,
The Cramps,
Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield.
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.