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 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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lille.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Nils Olav to the techno 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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Bourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amazonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
Swans,
Spandau Ballet,
Urselle,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Fluxion,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Bizarre Inc.,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Letta Mbulu,
Danielle Patucci,
Amon Düül II,
Gang Gang Dance,
Judy Mowatt,
Johnny Clarke,
Crispian St. Peters,
Robert Görl,
Pere Ubu,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lalann,
Panda Bear,
Young Marble Giants,
The Trojans,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Altered Images,
Cybotron,
The Dead C,
Susan Cadogan,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
In Retrospect,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Aural Exciters,
Agitation Free,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Terry Callier,
Skriet,
Albert Ayler,
Moss Icon,
The Toasters,
Marcia Griffiths,
Wasted Youth,
Shoche,
Joy Division,
Bootsy Collins,
Saccharine Trust,
Eden Ahbez,
Monks,
UT,
Tim Buckley,
Bush Tetras,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
OOIOO,
Yazoo,
Tropical Tobacco,
Minny Pops,
Suburban Knight,
The Velvet Underground,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Walker Brothers,
Massinfluence,
Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet.
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.