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 Syria and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Nile Rodgers 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 jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All Selector Dub Narcotic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin 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?
Sonny Sharrock,
Index,
The Monks,
Aural Exciters,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Crash Course in Science,
Animal Collective,
Eurythmics,
Vainqueur,
Marvin Gaye,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Amon Düül,
Peter and Kerry,
Warren Ellis,
Shoche,
The Walker Brothers,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Darondo,
Essential Logic,
The Doors,
Wasted Youth,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Techniques,
Cameo,
B.T. Express,
Scan 7,
Donald Byrd,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Throbbing Gristle,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Names,
The New Christs,
The Black Dice,
Pantaleimon,
PIL,
Susan Cadogan,
Lee Hazlewood,
Zapp,
Electric Prunes,
Basic Channel,
Bob Dylan,
MC5,
Guru Guru,
Laurel Aitken,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Robert Görl,
Royal Trux,
The Fall,
The Five Americans,
Hot Snakes,
Junior Murvin,
Moebius,
Unrelated Segments,
Procol Harum,
Marcia Griffiths,
Scion,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls.
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.