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 Iran and from Cairo.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Pierre Henry to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All The Birthday Party tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blossom Toes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drive Like Jehu,
Lucky Dragons,
Heaven 17,
The Human League,
Scrapy,
Danielle Patucci,
Todd Terry,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Thee Headcoats,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
FM Einheit,
Delta 5,
The Fire Engines,
Index,
cv313,
Ultimate Spinach,
Skarface,
The Fugs,
Jesper Dahlback,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ultravox,
U.S. Maple,
Darondo,
CMW,
Yaz,
Matthew Halsall,
Echospace,
Saccharine Trust,
Arthur Verocai,
Sixth Finger,
World's Most,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
MDC,
Von Mondo,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Neon Judgement,
Lungfish,
The Blues Magoos,
Kerrie Biddell,
Barry Ungar,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pantaleimon,
Dennis Brown,
Todd Rundgren,
Essential Logic,
Kurtis Blow,
Leonard Cohen,
Drexciya,
Minutemen,
Nils Olav,
Joey Negro,
Adolescents,
PIL,
Gabor Szabo,
Hashim,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free.
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.