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 Australia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 Shanghai and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Fort Wilson Riot to the rap 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 Hashim. All the underground hits.
All John Lydon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Y Pants 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sad Lovers and Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Danielle Patucci,
Urselle,
Oneida,
The Modern Lovers,
the Swans,
T. Rex,
Easy Going,
Altered Images,
Marmalade,
Isaac Hayes,
Radiopuhelimet,
Young Marble Giants,
Television Personalities,
Rapeman,
In Retrospect,
The Gladiators,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Warren Ellis,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Dave Gahan,
Althea and Donna,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Raincoats,
Piero Umiliani,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Zapp,
Lee Hazlewood,
Yaz,
Shuggie Otis,
The Red Krayola,
Q65,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Stereo Dub,
Connie Case,
Arab on Radar,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Amon Düül II,
Amazonics,
The Black Dice,
Ornette Coleman,
Motorama,
The Standells,
The Pop Group,
The Human League,
Visage,
Tres Demented,
The Buckinghams,
Procol Harum,
Lightning Bolt,
Essential Logic,
Ultra Naté,
Tommy Roe,
Byron Stingily,
David Axelrod,
Iggy Pop,
Lou Reed,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
the Slits,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.