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 Brazil and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 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 The Residents to the jazz 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 Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All Average White Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sight & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deepchord record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Skatalites,
The Toasters,
The Techniques,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lightning Bolt,
The Selecter,
The Grass Roots,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Five Americans,
PIL,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Count Five,
Cluster,
Eric Dolphy,
Heaven 17,
8 Eyed Spy,
Outsiders,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Remains,
Lalann,
World's Most,
Fluxion,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Cameo,
Althea and Donna,
Crooked Eye,
Niagra,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Walker Brothers,
Mantronix,
Blossom Toes,
Radiopuhelimet,
Danielle Patucci,
The Names,
cv313,
Joe Smooth,
The Buckinghams,
Sight & Sound,
Deepchord,
Jandek,
Mr. Review,
The Fall,
Erykah Badu,
Anakelly,
The Gories,
Man Eating Sloth,
Josef K,
Dennis Brown,
Liliput,
48th St. Collective,
Motorama,
Deadbeat,
The Dead C,
Skriet,
Eve St. Jones,
Rites of Spring,
Bang On A Can,
Chris & Cosey,
Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith.
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.