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 France and from Mexico City.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin 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 Minny Pops to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All Arthur Verocai tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Royal Family And The Poor record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Residents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tres Demented,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
JFA,
The Monks,
Average White Band,
Warsaw,
The Misunderstood,
Minny Pops,
Massinfluence,
Cheater Slicks,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Groovy Waters,
Thompson Twins,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Easy Going,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Juan Atkins,
Audionom,
10cc,
Vladislav Delay,
The Fuzztones,
Jeff Mills,
The Index,
Fad Gadget,
Brothers Johnson,
Eric Dolphy,
Ronan,
The Names,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Archie Shepp,
Ornette Coleman,
Kaleidoscope,
Little Man,
Dark Day,
Tim Buckley,
Swell Maps,
Gang of Four,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Goldenarms,
Rhythm & Sound,
Television Personalities,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ludus,
The Happenings,
Lou Reed,
Bauhaus,
Underground Resistance,
The Beau Brummels,
John Lydon,
Soul II Soul,
Oblivians,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bill Wells,
The Monochrome Set,
The Electric Prunes,
Panda Bear,
Sight & Sound,
The J.B.'s,
One Last Wish,
Chrome,
Barclay James Harvest,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.