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 Sierra Leone and from Seoul.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 oboe 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 Audionom to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All Fela Kuti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bluetip record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ornette Coleman,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Martian,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sugar Minott,
Bauhaus,
Ultimate Spinach,
Porter Ricks,
Japan,
Laurel Aitken,
Young Marble Giants,
Half Japanese,
The Pretty Things,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Names,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Grey Daturas,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Joyce Sims,
Robert Wyatt,
Surgeon,
Pet Shop Boys,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Average White Band,
Crash Course in Science,
Michelle Simonal,
China Crisis,
Delta 5,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Radiohead,
Bad Manners,
Grandmaster Flash,
Isaac Hayes,
New Age Steppers,
Archie Shepp,
The Young Rascals,
Von Mondo,
Peter and Kerry,
DJ Sneak,
Gastr Del Sol,
Graham Central Station,
Bronski Beat,
Drexciya,
Sonic Youth,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Zero Boys,
Blancmange,
Charles Mingus,
Royal Trux,
Shoche,
Heaven 17,
Boredoms,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Eli Mardock,
Pole,
Ultravox,
Roxy Music,
Parry Music,
the Slits,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Adolescents,
Magma,
Public Image Ltd.,
Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes.
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.