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 Suriname and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 rap 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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All Bill Near tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suicide record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Livin' Joy,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Los Fastidios,
Outsiders,
Marc Almond,
New York Dolls,
Urselle,
Big Daddy Kane,
Gang Green,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Zapp,
Boredoms,
Sex Pistols,
Moebius,
Byron Stingily,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Laurel Aitken,
Make Up,
Sexual Harrassment,
Wire,
Lower 48,
Patti Smith,
John Foxx,
JFA,
Cecil Taylor,
Aswad,
KRS-One,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bill Near,
LL Cool J,
Kas Product,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Delta 5,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Nirvana,
The Happenings,
Metal Thangz,
Godley & Creme,
Slick Rick,
Q and Not U,
Delon & Dalcan,
Flipper,
Marine Girls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Morten Harket,
Todd Rundgren,
Roy Ayers,
Adolescents,
The Music Machine,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Black Dice,
The Fire Engines,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Man Eating Sloth,
Todd Terry,
Niagra,
Freddie Wadling,
Motorama,
The Count Five,
The Grass Roots,
Andrew Hill,
Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi.
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.