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 El Salvador and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 theremin 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 Michelle Simonal to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Rekid. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers Ubiquity tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultramagnetic MC's record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oneida record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pole,
Fluxion,
Warsaw,
Kas Product,
The Misunderstood,
Yaz,
The Fortunes,
Henry Cow,
The Leaves,
Brass Construction,
Radiohead,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Graham Central Station,
The Selecter,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Simply Red,
JFA,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Count Five,
Johnny Clarke,
Funkadelic,
the Sonics,
Animal Collective,
Harmonia,
The Motions,
John Holt,
Stetsasonic,
U.S. Maple,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ultra Naté,
Throbbing Gristle,
Brand Nubian,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Tremeloes,
Tommy Roe,
Lebanon Hanover,
Au Pairs,
The Moody Blues,
F. McDonald,
Barclay James Harvest,
X-101,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Das Ding,
Public Enemy,
Slick Rick,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Los Fastidios,
Gang Green,
Patti Smith,
Suicide,
Nick Fraelich,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Jacob Miller,
The Index,
Oneida,
Lyres,
The Doobie Brothers,
Alison Limerick,
Roxette, Roxette, Roxette, Roxette.
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.