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 Bahrain and from Milan.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Chrome to the grunge 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 Qualms. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Con Funk Shun,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Scott Walker,
Arcadia,
Piero Umiliani,
The Smoke,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Sound,
Iggy Pop,
The Slackers,
the Sonics,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ituana,
The Toasters,
Monks,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ludus,
Glenn Branca,
KRS-One,
Zapp,
The Young Rascals,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Kevin Saunderson,
Nils Olav,
David Axelrod,
Soulsonic Force,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gerry Rafferty,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ten City,
The Martian,
Sugar Minott,
The Saints,
Section 25,
Joensuu 1685,
Aloha Tigers,
DNA,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Funkadelic,
Brand Nubian,
The Durutti Column,
Deakin,
Neil Young,
The Fortunes,
Robert Wyatt,
Johnny Clarke,
Suburban Knight,
The Velvet Underground,
Byron Stingily,
Roxette,
Khruangbin,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Donald Byrd,
Tears for Fears,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Monks,
The Birthday Party,
The Knickerbockers,
T.S.O.L.,
Brass Construction,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.