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 Burkina and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Edmonton.
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 sitar 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 Desert Stars to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Metal Thangz. All the underground hits.
All Ten City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scan 7 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wire,
Ronan,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Schoolly D,
Sonny Sharrock,
Mr. Review,
Boredoms,
Bad Manners,
Hardrive,
Sparks,
Brass Construction,
Can,
the Swans,
The Real Kids,
The Neon Judgement,
Donald Byrd,
Qualms,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rakim,
Susan Cadogan,
Bauhaus,
A Certain Ratio,
Quando Quango,
Section 25,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Warsaw,
Unrelated Segments,
Sällskapet,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Von Mondo,
The Litter,
Robert Hood,
Drexciya,
The Index,
David Axelrod,
Henry Cow,
Isaac Hayes,
Surgeon,
Lou Reed,
ABBA,
Swell Maps,
Danielle Patucci,
Scientists,
David Bowie,
The Durutti Column,
Tres Demented,
The Music Machine,
Bill Near,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Pop Group,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
cv313,
Stockholm Monsters,
Magma,
The Sound,
Eyeless In Gaza,
the Bar-Kays,
Eden Ahbez,
MDC,
Cecil Taylor,
the Association,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.