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 Marshall Islands and from Copenhagen.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the grime 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 Letta Mbulu. All the underground hits.
All Bang on a Can All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Josef K 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Golliwogs,
Joey Negro,
The Gladiators,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
MDC,
the Sonics,
Lalann,
The Vogues,
Kerri Chandler,
Sister Nancy,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Skarface,
Slave,
Pylon,
Stiv Bators,
The United States of America,
John Cale,
Country Teasers,
the Bar-Kays,
Groovy Waters,
Max Romeo,
Sixth Finger,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sun Ra,
Scan 7,
Grey Daturas,
Rites of Spring,
Scion,
Derrick May,
Erykah Badu,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Peter and Kerry,
John Lydon,
The Smoke,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sonic Youth,
Kerrie Biddell,
Qualms,
Zapp,
The Grass Roots,
The Sound,
Underground Resistance,
Bush Tetras,
Drive Like Jehu,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Birthday Party,
The Tremeloes,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Letta Mbulu,
Rakim,
Grandmaster Flash,
Subhumans,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Donald Byrd,
Tubeway Army,
The Fall,
Pantytec,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sound Behaviour,
F. McDonald,
Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül.
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.