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 Paraguay and from Copenhagen.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lille.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 The Royal Family And The Poor to the dance 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maleditus Sound 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Monolake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hardrive,
Todd Rundgren,
Ultra Naté,
Barbara Tucker,
Jeff Lynne,
Ronnie Foster,
Fear,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bobby Womack,
Eurythmics,
This Heat,
Popol Vuh,
Malaria!,
Henry Cow,
The Real Kids,
Vainqueur,
Ornette Coleman,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gang Green,
The Blackbyrds,
Silicon Teens,
Danielle Patucci,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Neil Young,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Altered Images,
Peter and Kerry,
Vladislav Delay,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Patti Smith,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Quantec,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Zeros,
Whodini,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Joensuu 1685,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Sound,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Jacob Miller,
Ten City,
the Association,
Ultimate Spinach,
Young Marble Giants,
the Swans,
The Martian,
Deakin,
Smog,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
New York Dolls,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Excepter,
Unwound,
Joey Negro,
Hoover,
Harmonia,
Jacques Brel,
Ralphi Rosario,
Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound.
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.