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 Slovenia and from Mexico City.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the guitar 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 Organ to the rap 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 The Cramps. All the underground hits.
All Pulsallama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moody Blues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Intrusion,
Deakin,
The Gun Club,
Patti Smith,
Mars,
Erykah Badu,
Deepchord,
The Fire Engines,
Donny Hathaway,
Little Man,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lindisfarne,
Sixth Finger,
Make Up,
The Monks,
Saccharine Trust,
Grey Daturas,
Ponytail,
Todd Terry,
Siglo XX,
Symarip,
Wasted Youth,
The Busters,
OOIOO,
LL Cool J,
Johnny Clarke,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Count Five,
Sonny Sharrock,
Khruangbin,
The Smoke,
Guru Guru,
Danielle Patucci,
Newcleus,
Crooked Eye,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Crispy Ambulance,
Robert Görl,
Fugazi,
Hasil Adkins,
Sällskapet,
Mission of Burma,
Electric Prunes,
Kenny Larkin,
The Selecter,
The Modern Lovers,
Bang On A Can,
Quando Quango,
Barrington Levy,
The Cure,
The Flesh Eaters,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Slick Rick,
Pere Ubu,
Henry Cow,
La Düsseldorf,
Tomorrow,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Black Dice,
Marcia Griffiths,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.