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 Turkey and from Toronto.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and New York.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Bizarre Inc. to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Flock of Seagulls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Henry Cow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gichy Dan,
Mo-Dettes,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Velvet Underground,
Sonic Youth,
Erykah Badu,
The Divine Comedy,
Stiv Bators,
The Star Department,
LL Cool J,
The Red Krayola,
Pere Ubu,
Massinfluence,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Kinks,
Aswad,
Kas Product,
Marmalade,
Radiopuhelimet,
Yaz,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Stetsasonic,
The Selecter,
Skriet,
June Days,
Faust,
Alice Coltrane,
Heaven 17,
The Music Machine,
The Golliwogs,
Stereo Dub,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Absolute Body Control,
Colin Newman,
Anthony Braxton,
Ponytail,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Amon Düül,
The Motions,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Tres Demented,
Terry Callier,
Wally Richardson,
ABC,
Joey Negro,
the Sonics,
Cecil Taylor,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Flash Fearless,
Sun Ra,
Siglo XX,
Moebius,
Theoretical Girls,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Doors,
Crispian St. Peters,
Throbbing Gristle,
UT,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
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.