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 Kosovo and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Radio Birdman to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 L. Decosne. All the underground hits.
All Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Manfred Mann's Earth Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Motions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
The Detroit Cobras,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Marshall Jefferson,
Godley & Creme,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Josef K,
Brand Nubian,
Rotary Connection,
The Raincoats,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Alphaville,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Massinfluence,
Eden Ahbez,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lucky Dragons,
E-Dancer,
Al Stewart,
Ornette Coleman,
Kerrie Biddell,
Vainqueur,
Ken Boothe,
Tropical Tobacco,
Ohio Players,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gichy Dan,
The Stooges,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The J.B.'s,
The Selecter,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Happenings,
In Retrospect,
The Zeros,
Moss Icon,
Joensuu 1685,
Ice-T,
Minutemen,
U.S. Maple,
The Kinks,
Pierre Henry,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Trojans,
The Last Poets,
Kurtis Blow,
Deakin,
Quadrant,
John Holt,
Sugar Minott,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Mojo Men,
Radio Birdman,
Delta 5,
MC5,
Nick Fraelich,
One Last Wish,
B.T. Express,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sandy B,
Echospace,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
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.