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 Laos and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 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 Scion 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 Franke. All the underground hits.
All Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pierre Henry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
John Holt,
The Star Department,
Pierre Henry,
Leonard Cohen,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Terry Callier,
H. Thieme,
The Fortunes,
Royal Trux,
Skarface,
The Fall,
Bizarre Inc.,
Schoolly D,
Warsaw,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Minnie Riperton,
Index,
Main Source,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Residents,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Radiohead,
Easy Going,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Au Pairs,
Joy Division,
Stetsasonic,
Quadrant,
Marmalade,
Barrington Levy,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Television,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
T.S.O.L.,
Boredoms,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
John Coltrane,
The Fugs,
Crash Course in Science,
Prince Buster,
Massinfluence,
the Bar-Kays,
the Slits,
The New Christs,
Procol Harum,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Barbara Tucker,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Nils Olav,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
MDC,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Gang of Four,
This Heat,
Wolf Eyes,
Niagra,
China Crisis,
Anakelly,
The Human League,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.