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 Kosovo and from Glasgow.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Panda Bear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Accadde A,
The American Breed,
Little Man,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Nation of Ulysses,
Donny Hathaway,
Minnie Riperton,
Mission of Burma,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Todd Terry,
The Residents,
The Smoke,
the Swans,
Scientists,
Scratch Acid,
K-Klass,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Inner City,
Minor Threat,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
John Coltrane,
Lalo Schifrin,
Black Moon,
U.S. Maple,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
kango's stein massive,
Kerrie Biddell,
James White and The Blacks,
Pulsallama,
Gang Green,
Sugar Minott,
Rotary Connection,
Dave Gahan,
Ronnie Foster,
Anakelly,
Rakim,
Soft Cell,
Prince Buster,
Sam Rivers,
Electric Prunes,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Boz Scaggs,
Grey Daturas,
Urselle,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Blake Baxter,
Basic Channel,
Johnny Osbourne,
Spoonie Gee,
Buzzcocks,
Sonny Sharrock,
JFA,
The Dirtbombs,
The Victims,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Colin Newman,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sixth Finger,
Aloha Tigers,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.