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 Madagascar and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Alice Coltrane to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visage 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharoah Sanders,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Prince Buster,
Minnie Riperton,
Leonard Cohen,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ralphi Rosario,
Mandrill,
Soft Cell,
Rhythm & Sound,
New Order,
Ten City,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Can,
Eric Copeland,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Little Man,
Marcia Griffiths,
Derrick May,
Electric Prunes,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Popol Vuh,
Q65,
Make Up,
Faust,
World's Most,
Half Japanese,
The Fugs,
Silicon Teens,
Tubeway Army,
The Kinks,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Swell Maps,
Johnny Clarke,
Gang Starr,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Scott Walker,
Mary Jane Girls,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Joe Smooth,
John Coltrane,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Residents,
Symarip,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Red Krayola,
Dave Gahan,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Scion,
Junior Murvin,
Gastr Del Sol,
Toni Rubio,
Rakim,
F. McDonald,
L. Decosne,
Smog,
Mars,
Tropical Tobacco,
Visage,
Roy Ayers,
KRS-One,
The Durutti Column,
Sight & Sound,
The Motions,
Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX.
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.