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 Oman and from Taipei.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the marimba 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 Black Pus to the punk 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 Morten Harket. All the underground hits.
All Brass Construction tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Jandek,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Flesh Eaters,
Jesper Dahlback,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Crime,
Idris Muhammad,
Lakeside,
Siglo XX,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bill Near,
Ronnie Foster,
Matthew Halsall,
The Dead C,
The Toasters,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Funky Four + One,
Mary Jane Girls,
Anthony Braxton,
Second Layer,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Mandrill,
Quando Quango,
Kayak,
Bad Manners,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Average White Band,
Gong,
Scratch Acid,
The Associates,
Half Japanese,
Los Fastidios,
The Misunderstood,
Black Flag,
The Raincoats,
L. Decosne,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Wake,
LL Cool J,
The Modern Lovers,
Connie Case,
Jacques Brel,
KRS-One,
Severed Heads,
Deakin,
Dark Day,
The Count Five,
The Gladiators,
The J.B.'s,
Man Parrish,
Boogie Down Productions,
UT,
Flash Fearless,
Deadbeat,
Infiniti,
David Bowie,
Roxette,
Ultravox,
The Blues Magoos,
Brothers Johnson,
The Grass Roots,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.