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 Peru and from Winnipeg.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Teenage Jesus and the Jerks. All the underground hits.
All Sister Nancy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agent Orange record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft 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?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Selecter,
L. Decosne,
OOIOO,
Cal Tjader,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sister Nancy,
Bluetip,
Bad Manners,
Minor Threat,
David Bowie,
Yellowson,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Human League,
Nirvana,
The Techniques,
Saccharine Trust,
Jawbox,
Sällskapet,
Isaac Hayes,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ludus,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Eden Ahbez,
Frankie Knuckles,
Lungfish,
Radiohead,
Section 25,
Anthony Braxton,
Banda Bassotti,
T.S.O.L.,
Moss Icon,
Absolute Body Control,
Clear Light,
Joensuu 1685,
Al Stewart,
Pantaleimon,
Sexual Harrassment,
Suburban Knight,
Bob Dylan,
The Vogues,
Bizarre Inc.,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jacob Miller,
Kerrie Biddell,
Grauzone,
Chris Corsano,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Morten Harket,
Howard Jones,
Erykah Badu,
Boz Scaggs,
Prince Buster,
Amazonics,
Althea and Donna,
Rotary Connection,
Siglo XX,
X-102,
X-101,
Hoover, Hoover, Hoover, Hoover.
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.