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 Paraguay and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 mellotron 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 Massinfluence to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 ABC. All the underground hits.
All Graham Central Station tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobbi Humphrey 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Underground Resistance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar 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?
B.T. Express,
Nick Fraelich,
Drexciya,
Janne Schatter,
Don Cherry,
Unwound,
Rod Modell,
Pierre Henry,
Idris Muhammad,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Intrusion,
The Walker Brothers,
Donny Hathaway,
Johnny Clarke,
A Certain Ratio,
Alice Coltrane,
Juan Atkins,
Popol Vuh,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Derrick Morgan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Althea and Donna,
Ten City,
JFA,
The Gap Band,
David Bowie,
Boredoms,
Second Layer,
Visage,
Stiv Bators,
Masters at Work,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Fuzztones,
Ohio Players,
Fela Kuti,
Archie Shepp,
H. Thieme,
Lightning Bolt,
Urselle,
La Düsseldorf,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kurtis Blow,
Blake Baxter,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Harpers Bizarre,
Livin' Joy,
Audionom,
Cybotron,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gerry Rafferty,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Matthew Bourne,
Darondo,
Glenn Branca,
Stereo Dub,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Barrington Levy,
Flash Fearless,
Radio Birdman,
Interpol,
Los Fastidios,
Marmalade,
Arthur Verocai,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry.
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.