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 Spain and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 Oneida to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Human League. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Black Dice,
Icehouse,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Joe Finger,
The Blues Magoos,
Clear Light,
Arab on Radar,
Gang of Four,
Sonic Youth,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Al Stewart,
The Raincoats,
Gabor Szabo,
Quantec,
Saccharine Trust,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Marcia Griffiths,
K-Klass,
Magma,
Marmalade,
E-Dancer,
Public Enemy,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Delta 5,
Altered Images,
JFA,
Sun City Girls,
The Techniques,
Terrestrial Tones,
Donny Hathaway,
Darondo,
Infiniti,
Robert Wyatt,
Anakelly,
Stereo Dub,
The Skatalites,
Eve St. Jones,
Niagra,
Parry Music,
The Busters,
Jeff Mills,
Procol Harum,
Severed Heads,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Agitation Free,
Banda Bassotti,
Das Ding,
Supertramp,
X-101,
Section 25,
The Barracudas,
Mantronix,
Nico,
Amon Düül II,
Tears for Fears,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ronnie Foster,
Model 500,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.