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 Swaziland and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 oboe 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 Walker Brothers to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Velvet Underground. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doobie Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marmalade,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Aswad,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
La Düsseldorf,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Fat Boys,
Cal Tjader,
Alphaville,
Drexciya,
Underground Resistance,
Absolute Body Control,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lower 48,
Outsiders,
Nick Fraelich,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Sonics,
Infiniti,
Prince Buster,
Minnie Riperton,
Pole,
Ice-T,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sam Rivers,
Erasure,
Graham Central Station,
The Vogues,
Pussy Galore,
Toni Rubio,
Accadde A,
Ossler,
Heaven 17,
The Happenings,
Negative Approach,
Whodini,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Mantronix,
Boredoms,
X-102,
Subhumans,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Soulsonic Force,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Don Cherry,
Cecil Taylor,
the Swans,
Maleditus Sound,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lebanon Hanover,
Fad Gadget,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Matthew Bourne,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Urselle,
Josef K,
Yellowson,
Smog,
The Pretty Things,
The Black Dice,
Danielle Patucci,
The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band.
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.