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 Qatar and from Milan.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Swans to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Birthday Party. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Germs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Order,
Scrapy,
Josef K,
Pharoah Sanders,
Barbara Tucker,
Zapp,
Kas Product,
Ituana,
Peter and Kerry,
Ossler,
Scratch Acid,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Detroit Cobras,
Soul II Soul,
Severed Heads,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Whodini,
Swans,
CMW,
Scion,
Organ,
Sarah Menescal,
Second Layer,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lalo Schifrin,
New Age Steppers,
Flamin' Groovies,
Stockholm Monsters,
Heaven 17,
Reuben Wilson,
Public Image Ltd.,
Colin Newman,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Black Sheep,
The Slits,
Kenny Larkin,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Accadde A,
Blancmange,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Von Mondo,
Al Stewart,
Urselle,
Y Pants,
Metal Thangz,
Rapeman,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Derrick May,
The Tremeloes,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Kerrie Biddell,
Hasil Adkins,
Cluster,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Nik Kershaw,
Scan 7,
Hashim,
Joyce Sims,
Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.
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.