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 Barbados and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Danielle Patucci to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Larry & the Blue Notes. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 chamberlin and a clarinet 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 sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
Scratch Acid,
Yellowson,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Velvet Underground,
Wally Richardson,
Blossom Toes,
Suicide,
Junior Murvin,
Ten City,
The Neon Judgement,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
DJ Style,
Maurizio,
Half Japanese,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Aural Exciters,
Nirvana,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Shoche,
Vladislav Delay,
Sound Behaviour,
Monolake,
Thompson Twins,
Iggy Pop,
Swell Maps,
Cheater Slicks,
Jimmy McGriff,
Cluster,
Jawbox,
Visage,
the Soft Cell,
Crispian St. Peters,
Dawn Penn,
Bobby Womack,
Fela Kuti,
R.M.O.,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Nick Fraelich,
Cameo,
Pere Ubu,
The Trojans,
FM Einheit,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Surgeon,
Minor Threat,
Metal Thangz,
Morten Harket,
Oneida,
The Grass Roots,
The Cowsills,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Radio Birdman,
Minutemen,
Erykah Badu,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Curtis Mayfield,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ralphi Rosario,
Scott Walker,
Jandek, Jandek, Jandek, Jandek.
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.