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 Israel and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Suburban Knight to the rap 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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All Bill Near tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Hutcherson 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Animal Collective record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cameo,
The Invisible,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Loose Ends,
OOIOO,
Qualms,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
New Age Steppers,
Con Funk Shun,
Cymande,
Kaleidoscope,
The Cowsills,
L. Decosne,
Maleditus Sound,
cv313,
Gong,
Brick,
Jerry's Kids,
Country Teasers,
Scott Walker,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Alphaville,
Josef K,
Warsaw,
Nico,
Slave,
Henry Cow,
The Names,
Second Layer,
Lou Christie,
Eddi Front,
Flipper,
Lower 48,
Das Ding,
The Beau Brummels,
The Busters,
Amazonics,
UT,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Leonard Cohen,
Steve Hackett,
Deadbeat,
Ohio Players,
Easy Going,
Susan Cadogan,
The Cure,
Kerrie Biddell,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Danielle Patucci,
Radiopuhelimet,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Kool Moe Dee,
Marcia Griffiths,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sugar Minott,
Sparks,
Joensuu 1685,
Quantec,
Franke,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Moebius,
Graham Central Station,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Barclay James Harvest,
Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke.
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.