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 Portugal and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Sällskapet to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Black Pus. All the underground hits.
All Sound Behaviour tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord 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 West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Womack,
Dennis Brown,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Nik Kershaw,
Marmalade,
Michelle Simonal,
Echospace,
Minny Pops,
Lakeside,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Alice Coltrane,
Jesper Dahlback,
Beasts of Bourbon,
R.M.O.,
Talk Talk,
Main Source,
the Swans,
Grey Daturas,
Skaos,
The Last Poets,
Ronnie Foster,
Q65,
Rekid,
Mad Mike,
Essential Logic,
Albert Ayler,
Nils Olav,
Motorama,
Dual Sessions,
Curtis Mayfield,
Peter & Gordon,
Leonard Cohen,
Oblivians,
Section 25,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Durutti Column,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
the Association,
Fad Gadget,
The Flesh Eaters,
Pere Ubu,
Laurel Aitken,
One Last Wish,
JFA,
Thee Headcoats,
Alton Ellis,
Matthew Halsall,
The Trojans,
Porter Ricks,
The Monochrome Set,
Malaria!,
Cecil Taylor,
Peter and Kerry,
Cal Tjader,
The Moleskins,
Bill Near,
Deakin,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sun Ra,
Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo.
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.