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 Chad and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 güiro 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 Deepchord to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap. All the underground hits.
All Colin Newman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
Donny Hathaway,
Moss Icon,
Eddi Front,
Subhumans,
Monks,
Saccharine Trust,
Bad Manners,
Oblivians,
Outsiders,
Robert Görl,
Black Pus,
The Real Kids,
Mary Jane Girls,
B.T. Express,
Ronan,
Gil Scott Heron,
Swans,
The Gun Club,
The Sound,
New Order,
Nas,
June Days,
Slick Rick,
Rhythm & Sound,
Electric Prunes,
The Kinks,
Mo-Dettes,
Television Personalities,
Carl Craig,
Josef K,
Minor Threat,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Slits,
The United States of America,
Gang Green,
UT,
Index,
Moebius,
Gichy Dan,
The Detroit Cobras,
Crime,
Slave,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Gap Band,
Barbara Tucker,
Connie Case,
Jacob Miller,
the Sonics,
Cluster,
The Seeds,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Groovy Waters,
Spandau Ballet,
Black Bananas,
Scan 7,
The Electric Prunes,
Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry.
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.