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 Tonga and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 güiro 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 Japan to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Prunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nirvana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fad Gadget,
James White and The Blacks,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Excepter,
Trumans Water,
Aloha Tigers,
Duran Duran,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Pop Group,
Royal Trux,
Von Mondo,
Sixth Finger,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
10cc,
Cecil Taylor,
Ossler,
Drexciya,
Harpers Bizarre,
Vladislav Delay,
Mr. Review,
Kas Product,
Anakelly,
Minutemen,
China Crisis,
Aural Exciters,
Ultravox,
Maurizio,
The J.B.'s,
Scott Walker,
The Litter,
Country Teasers,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lungfish,
Gang of Four,
Sarah Menescal,
Donny Hathaway,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Dirtbombs,
Theoretical Girls,
Chris & Cosey,
kango's stein massive,
Nils Olav,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Electric Prunes,
Ituana,
Roger Hodgson,
Talk Talk,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Y Pants,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Busters,
The Fuzztones,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Hashim,
Derrick May,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Jeff Lynne,
Massinfluence,
Mission of Burma,
Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian.
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.