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 Lesotho and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Cabaret Voltaire to the punk 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kings Of Tomorrow 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 clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kurtis Blow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Brand Nubian,
the Germs,
Theoretical Girls,
Gastr Del Sol,
Minnie Riperton,
The Offenders,
Moby Grape,
Black Flag,
Main Source,
Groovy Waters,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Tears for Fears,
Rhythm & Sound,
Neil Young,
D'Angelo,
Ronan,
Intrusion,
Barry Ungar,
The Fire Engines,
Funkadelic,
Tubeway Army,
The Toasters,
Q65,
Tim Buckley,
The Zeros,
Jeff Mills,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Popol Vuh,
Peter & Gordon,
ABC,
The Alarm Clocks,
Gang Green,
Alison Limerick,
Unwound,
Sound Behaviour,
Marmalade,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Eddi Front,
Amon Düül II,
Nas,
Kurtis Blow,
10cc,
The Kinks,
Oblivians,
Chris Corsano,
Blancmange,
Stiv Bators,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Johnny Clarke,
the Swans,
Blake Baxter,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Amon Düül,
Jacques Brel,
ABBA,
Deadbeat,
David Bowie,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu.
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.