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 Cyprus and from Columbus.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Cheater Slicks to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Strawberry Alarm Clock. All the underground hits.
All The Invisible tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ 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 organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mandrill,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sun Ra,
Niagra,
Aloha Tigers,
Infiniti,
Masters at Work,
Chris & Cosey,
Bob Dylan,
Blossom Toes,
Fela Kuti,
Prince Buster,
Jerry's Kids,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Tremeloes,
Negative Approach,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Simply Red,
The Buckinghams,
Hoover,
Essential Logic,
Mary Jane Girls,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Yaz,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Circle Jerks,
The Searchers,
Ultra Naté,
Glambeats Corp.,
Rakim,
Crime,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jandek,
Cymande,
Kayak,
Bobby Byrd,
Sun City Girls,
The Gories,
Technova,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kool Moe Dee,
Eric Copeland,
Tears for Fears,
Quantec,
Erasure,
Radiopuhelimet,
Robert Hood,
Minnie Riperton,
The Smiths,
The Fugs,
Bobby Sherman,
Skarface,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jawbox,
The Skatalites,
Derrick May,
The Toasters,
The Fire Engines,
Donny Hathaway,
the Germs, the Germs, the Germs, the Germs.
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.