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 Iran and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 mellotron 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 Ultramagnetic MC's to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.
All Kevin Saunderson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joensuu 1685 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Niagra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sound,
The Barracudas,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Marc Almond,
Pussy Galore,
The Music Machine,
Minnie Riperton,
John Foxx,
Can,
Ludus,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Motorama,
Royal Trux,
Wolf Eyes,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Scientists,
The Misunderstood,
Agent Orange,
Monolake,
Procol Harum,
Josef K,
Mr. Review,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Zero Boys,
Mo-Dettes,
The Kinks,
Crooked Eye,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bad Manners,
The Smiths,
Sun City Girls,
Pierre Henry,
Colin Newman,
Bobby Sherman,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Skatalites,
Cameo,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Max Romeo,
The Gap Band,
Agitation Free,
The Birthday Party,
Danielle Patucci,
The Fall,
Gang Gang Dance,
Kaleidoscope,
Andrew Hill,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Nation of Ulysses,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sandy B,
Intrusion,
Grauzone,
Soft Cell,
Amon Düül,
Peter and Kerry,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Patti Smith,
Fat Boys,
Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer.
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.