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 Mauritania and from Columbus.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 rhodes 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 Marine Girls to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 the Bar-Kays. All the underground hits.
All DeepChord presents Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Index record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pagans,
New York Dolls,
Marine Girls,
Jimmy McGriff,
Howard Jones,
Kas Product,
The Move,
Kenny Larkin,
Schoolly D,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Junior Murvin,
Kaleidoscope,
Boogie Down Productions,
New Order,
Avey Tare,
Audionom,
Josef K,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Colin Newman,
Wally Richardson,
Erykah Badu,
Robert Wyatt,
Gichy Dan,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gregory Isaacs,
Eli Mardock,
Suburban Knight,
Matthew Halsall,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Fluxion,
Soft Machine,
Kool Moe Dee,
Isaac Hayes,
Nas,
The Leaves,
Bang On A Can,
48th St. Collective,
Bush Tetras,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bizarre Inc.,
Animal Collective,
D'Angelo,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
the Soft Cell,
UT,
K-Klass,
Rod Modell,
Whodini,
Oneida,
The Modern Lovers,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Golliwogs,
Ken Boothe,
Gong,
Joe Finger,
Jacob Miller,
John Cale,
Negative Approach,
Ultravox,
Anakelly,
Todd Terry,
Moss Icon,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.