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 Guinea and from Hong Kong.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the marimba 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 Monks to the electroclash 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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago. All the underground hits.
All Carl Craig tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sixth Finger,
Royal Trux,
Swell Maps,
The Cramps,
Neil Young,
Bauhaus,
Albert Ayler,
Eric Dolphy,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gil Scott Heron,
Severed Heads,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
World's Most,
Alton Ellis,
This Heat,
Toni Rubio,
The Seeds,
10cc,
The Evens,
Aloha Tigers,
The Human League,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Names,
Inner City,
Scratch Acid,
Eli Mardock,
ABC,
The Cowsills,
AZ,
Junior Murvin,
Liliput,
Danielle Patucci,
Amazonics,
Blake Baxter,
Quadrant,
Babytalk,
Thee Headcoats,
Johnny Clarke,
The Fall,
Das Ding,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Cure,
The Velvet Underground,
Archie Shepp,
Nick Fraelich,
Qualms,
Jimmy McGriff,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Crooked Eye,
Kerrie Biddell,
Reuben Wilson,
Malaria!,
Amon Düül II,
John Foxx,
The Barracudas,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s.
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.