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 Lagos.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the oboe 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 Eric Dolphy to the dance 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 Altered Images. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Althea and Donna record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stereo Dub,
Pussy Galore,
Dark Day,
Average White Band,
Big Daddy Kane,
Joensuu 1685,
Michelle Simonal,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Morten Harket,
L. Decosne,
Mad Mike,
The Blackbyrds,
Bang On A Can,
Janne Schatter,
The Music Machine,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Y Pants,
Neil Young,
Excepter,
Panda Bear,
Flipper,
Skarface,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Gladiators,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Remains,
Drexciya,
Charles Mingus,
Bob Dylan,
Laurel Aitken,
The Raincoats,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Shoche,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Swans,
UT,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Organ,
Boogie Down Productions,
Section 25,
Nirvana,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Young Rascals,
Moebius,
The Kinks,
Delta 5,
Theoretical Girls,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Dead Boys,
Matthew Halsall,
The Dirtbombs,
Soulsonic Force,
Wasted Youth,
The Barracudas,
In Retrospect,
Gong,
Gabor Szabo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.