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 Malaysia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 Winnipeg and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 a-ha to the rap 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 The Toasters. All the underground hits.
All The Neon Judgement tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erasure 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gichy Dan,
Spoonie Gee,
Banda Bassotti,
Robert Hood,
Heaven 17,
Ponytail,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Warren Ellis,
John Holt,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Minutemen,
Cluster,
Arab on Radar,
Animal Collective,
Motorama,
Hasil Adkins,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Divine Comedy,
Eurythmics,
Scott Walker,
The American Breed,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Pretty Things,
Nick Fraelich,
The United States of America,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sarah Menescal,
Sexual Harrassment,
Au Pairs,
Alison Limerick,
Yusef Lateef,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Skatalites,
Bronski Beat,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Pop Group,
Ultravox,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Moby Grape,
The Dead C,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Black Sheep,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Flash Fearless,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Mo-Dettes,
Kayak,
EPMD,
Chris & Cosey,
The Moleskins,
Robert Wyatt,
The Cramps,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Delta 5,
Icehouse,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Victims,
Average White Band,
Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control.
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.