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 Angola and from Lyon.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 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 Supertramp to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Cybotron. All the underground hits.
All Morten Harket tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Second Layer record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy Collins,
The Neon Judgement,
Roger Hodgson,
The Fuzztones,
Basic Channel,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Kenny Larkin,
Cheater Slicks,
Symarip,
Shoche,
Charles Mingus,
Junior Murvin,
The Raincoats,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Blackbyrds,
ABC,
Talk Talk,
Brothers Johnson,
Outsiders,
Thee Headcoats,
The Fugs,
Los Fastidios,
Circle Jerks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Inner City,
Ultimate Spinach,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Pantytec,
Aural Exciters,
Bobby Byrd,
The Alarm Clocks,
Arcadia,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Skaos,
Das Ding,
Nik Kershaw,
Zero Boys,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Cowsills,
The Vogues,
Johnny Clarke,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Skatalites,
The Misunderstood,
The Black Dice,
The Mummies,
Drexciya,
DNA,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Altered Images,
Gichy Dan,
Dawn Penn,
Marcia Griffiths,
Loose Ends,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Smog,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ralphi Rosario,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pulsallama,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane.
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.