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 Mauritius and from Lille.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Zeros to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 R.M.O.. All the underground hits.
All The Knickerbockers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lafayette Afro Rock Band 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bauhaus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fluxion,
The Victims,
The Neon Judgement,
T. Rex,
Wire,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gregory Isaacs,
Clear Light,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Electric Prunes,
Robert Görl,
Colin Newman,
the Germs,
Marcia Griffiths,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Derrick Morgan,
Terrestrial Tones,
La Düsseldorf,
Cameo,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Skaos,
Gang Green,
Brothers Johnson,
Donny Hathaway,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sugar Minott,
Livin' Joy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Amazonics,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Half Japanese,
Index,
The Wake,
Aural Exciters,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Rotary Connection,
Tom Boy,
The Trojans,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Chris & Cosey,
Max Romeo,
Toni Rubio,
The Searchers,
Popol Vuh,
Letta Mbulu,
the Soft Cell,
Lalann,
Lou Christie,
The Walker Brothers,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Pere Ubu,
Delta 5,
Theoretical Girls,
The United States of America,
Donald Byrd,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lyres,
Reuben Wilson,
Babytalk,
the Swans,
Crispy Ambulance,
Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music.
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.