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 Japan and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Harmonia to the rap 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 Chris & Cosey. All the underground hits.
All Slick Rick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronnie Foster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fad Gadget,
Y Pants,
Model 500,
Quando Quango,
The Monochrome Set,
ABC,
John Coltrane,
Connie Case,
Eli Mardock,
Con Funk Shun,
Grauzone,
Lyres,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bush Tetras,
The Neon Judgement,
The Five Americans,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Can,
Ten City,
Sun City Girls,
The Leaves,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gang Starr,
Mark Hollis,
FM Einheit,
Nils Olav,
Country Teasers,
The Happenings,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Jandek,
Ultimate Spinach,
Traffic Nightmare,
Joensuu 1685,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Visage,
Pere Ubu,
the Human League,
MDC,
Rakim,
Crime,
Livin' Joy,
Japan,
Porter Ricks,
Qualms,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
David Bowie,
Slave,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Donny Hathaway,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ken Boothe,
Roy Ayers,
Arcadia,
cv313,
Piero Umiliani,
Clear Light,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet.
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.