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 Cameroon and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 marimba 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 MC5 to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Gong. All the underground hits.
All Procol Harum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Clear Light record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Das Ding,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Gories,
Gregory Isaacs,
Radio Birdman,
One Last Wish,
The Martian,
Sun Ra,
Joensuu 1685,
Gong,
Eden Ahbez,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Happenings,
Robert Görl,
Basic Channel,
Jacob Miller,
Chris & Cosey,
Aural Exciters,
Niagra,
Gang Starr,
Boogie Down Productions,
Fear,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Drive Like Jehu,
Depeche Mode,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Suburban Knight,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
World's Most,
DJ Sneak,
Nick Fraelich,
The Music Machine,
Tommy Roe,
Peter and Kerry,
Negative Approach,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Althea and Donna,
Piero Umiliani,
Brick,
Bluetip,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Angels of Light,
Brass Construction,
Scrapy,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gang of Four,
Ossler,
Howard Jones,
Suicide,
Anakelly,
Monolake,
Technova,
Ultravox,
Ten City,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Neon Judgement,
H. Thieme,
The Gladiators,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.