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 Rwanda and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Skarface to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Khruangbin. All the underground hits.
All The Leaves tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sam Rivers 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Fatback Band,
Jeff Lynne,
The Dave Clark Five,
Niagra,
Marvin Gaye,
Soft Cell,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Tubeway Army,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Electric Prunes,
Audionom,
The Slackers,
MDC,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Techniques,
Stetsasonic,
The Zeros,
Bobby Sherman,
Hardrive,
Metal Thangz,
DNA,
Los Fastidios,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
48th St. Collective,
the Bar-Kays,
Jandek,
the Germs,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kas Product,
Massinfluence,
Freddie Wadling,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rites of Spring,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Eurythmics,
Max Romeo,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Sisters of Mercy,
UT,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Camouflage,
Leonard Cohen,
Newcleus,
Lee Hazlewood,
Chris Corsano,
Ossler,
Adolescents,
Pharoah Sanders,
ABC,
Alton Ellis,
Flamin' Groovies,
Derrick May,
The Dead C,
T. Rex,
Rapeman,
Sparks,
Dennis Brown,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.