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 Zimbabwe and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 organ 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 Joe Finger to the grime 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 Man Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Albert Ayler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Style record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
Dual Sessions,
Albert Ayler,
Black Sheep,
The Gladiators,
Bobby Byrd,
Popol Vuh,
The Dead C,
Scott Walker,
This Heat,
Bang On A Can,
Isaac Hayes,
Nils Olav,
X-101,
The Cramps,
Lightning Bolt,
Hoover,
Marine Girls,
The Busters,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Steve Hackett,
Little Man,
The Mummies,
The Pretty Things,
Ralphi Rosario,
Warren Ellis,
the Human League,
Frankie Knuckles,
The New Christs,
Silicon Teens,
Quantec,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gichy Dan,
Aural Exciters,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Aloha Tigers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Happenings,
Pylon,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Roger Hodgson,
Suburban Knight,
Sun City Girls,
Fluxion,
UT,
Essential Logic,
Delta 5,
Jawbox,
John Holt,
Chrome,
DJ Sneak,
Glenn Branca,
Skaos,
Stetsasonic,
The Count Five,
Chris & Cosey,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Infiniti,
Nas,
Marc Almond,
The Kinks,
The Red Krayola,
Danielle Patucci,
Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas.
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.