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 Belgium and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Sao Paulo.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Gong. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
Rites of Spring,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Alison Limerick,
Zapp,
Shuggie Otis,
Warren Ellis,
Unwound,
Max Romeo,
Aaron Thompson,
Andrew Hill,
EPMD,
Royal Trux,
ABBA,
The Fire Engines,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Minor Threat,
Lower 48,
Skarface,
Nik Kershaw,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
One Last Wish,
Von Mondo,
The Residents,
cv313,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The United States of America,
World's Most,
Chrome,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Arcadia,
Anakelly,
Severed Heads,
Swell Maps,
Delta 5,
the Association,
Neu!,
Ituana,
Juan Atkins,
Fatback Band,
Reuben Wilson,
Sun Ra,
Nirvana,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Radiohead,
Davy DMX,
Kerrie Biddell,
Althea and Donna,
Negative Approach,
Swans,
Terrestrial Tones,
Girls At Our Best!,
Section 25,
Ludus,
Deadbeat,
the Bar-Kays,
Cecil Taylor,
Echospace,
Jerry's Kids,
Symarip,
Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry.
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.