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 Sweden and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Bremen.
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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 MDC to the grime 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 48th St. Collective. All the underground hits.
All Darondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Misunderstood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scientists record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bill Wells,
Al Stewart,
Cabaret Voltaire,
John Foxx,
Leonard Cohen,
Scott Walker,
Black Moon,
Visage,
Dark Day,
H. Thieme,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Swell Maps,
Davy DMX,
Surgeon,
Donald Byrd,
Electric Prunes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Mandrill,
Animal Collective,
Carl Craig,
Rites of Spring,
Camberwell Now,
John Lydon,
Japan,
Suicide,
Morten Harket,
Danielle Patucci,
Flash Fearless,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Sonics,
Junior Murvin,
Pagans,
The Vogues,
Marmalade,
Avey Tare,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Crooked Eye,
the Germs,
The Cowsills,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Erykah Badu,
Interpol,
Procol Harum,
Eric Dolphy,
The Monochrome Set,
Bad Manners,
Los Fastidios,
Arab on Radar,
Brothers Johnson,
The Count Five,
ABC,
Oblivians,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Royal Trux,
8 Eyed Spy,
The American Breed,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Thompson Twins,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Parry Music,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.