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 Solomon Islands and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Duran Duran 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 Lungfish. All the underground hits.
All Half Japanese tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Copeland record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
Q65,
Groovy Waters,
The Sonics,
Second Layer,
Mantronix,
Bang On A Can,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Litter,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Funkadelic,
Idris Muhammad,
the Slits,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Aural Exciters,
Faraquet,
Ronan,
Kas Product,
Black Flag,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Henry Cow,
Jeff Mills,
Donald Byrd,
Cybotron,
Masters at Work,
Aswad,
Warren Ellis,
Black Bananas,
Blancmange,
Thompson Twins,
The Buckinghams,
Gichy Dan,
Anakelly,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Hashim,
Pagans,
Fear,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Easy Going,
Stereo Dub,
Skarface,
Derrick Morgan,
Michelle Simonal,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Minnie Riperton,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
World's Most,
Goldenarms,
Soulsonic Force,
Judy Mowatt,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Black Sheep,
MC5,
Brand Nubian,
Animal Collective,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi.
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.