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 Poland and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 theremin 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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All Major Organ And The Adding Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every K-Klass 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronnie Foster,
Funky Four + One,
Hasil Adkins,
Accadde A,
The Divine Comedy,
Audionom,
The Music Machine,
Freddie Wadling,
Essential Logic,
Royal Trux,
OOIOO,
Faraquet,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Youth Brigade,
Wally Richardson,
The Stooges,
Slave,
Gabor Szabo,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Avey Tare,
Joey Negro,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Traffic Nightmare,
Delon & Dalcan,
Rod Modell,
Crooked Eye,
Deadbeat,
Throbbing Gristle,
Hoover,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Big Daddy Kane,
Quantec,
Little Man,
Don Cherry,
Sun Ra,
The Birthday Party,
Funkadelic,
kango's stein massive,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Infiniti,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
10cc,
Max Romeo,
Soulsonic Force,
Ossler,
Reuben Wilson,
Grey Daturas,
Kurtis Blow,
Black Pus,
Barbara Tucker,
Moss Icon,
Yellowson,
Rosa Yemen,
Gang of Four,
James White and The Blacks,
Visage,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Wings,
Banda Bassotti,
Jacques Brel,
Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller.
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.