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 Mozambique and from Columbus.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Slits to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Simply Red. All the underground hits.
All Juan Atkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy Collins 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Certain Ratio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Stockholm Monsters,
Suburban Knight,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Happenings,
Howard Jones,
Joe Finger,
The Martian,
The Grass Roots,
The Raincoats,
Toni Rubio,
The Monks,
FM Einheit,
China Crisis,
The Pop Group,
John Coltrane,
Supertramp,
Gichy Dan,
The Names,
Joy Division,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Alton Ellis,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Guru Guru,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Godley & Creme,
Aloha Tigers,
Pantaleimon,
The Red Krayola,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Pretty Things,
Eric B and Rakim,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Juan Atkins,
Man Eating Sloth,
Todd Rundgren,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Thompson Twins,
Bizarre Inc.,
Letta Mbulu,
The Mummies,
The New Christs,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Rotary Connection,
Hot Snakes,
Robert Görl,
Tropical Tobacco,
Clear Light,
Radiohead,
Newcleus,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
R.M.O.,
James White and The Blacks,
Eurythmics,
Jesper Dahlback,
Erykah Badu,
L. Decosne,
The Star Department,
Soulsonic Force,
Babytalk,
Royal Trux,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks.
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.