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 Vietnam and from Woodstock.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 linndrum 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 Lou Reed to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All Mandrill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wolf Eyes,
Rites of Spring,
DNA,
New Age Steppers,
Leonard Cohen,
Mantronix,
Sexual Harrassment,
Warsaw,
Maleditus Sound,
Janne Schatter,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jandek,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Dirtbombs,
Sister Nancy,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Parry Music,
Negative Approach,
The Fall,
Malaria!,
Andrew Hill,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Joey Negro,
Rufus Thomas,
Grandmaster Flash,
Trumans Water,
Traffic Nightmare,
Essential Logic,
The Young Rascals,
Goldenarms,
Visage,
Gil Scott Heron,
Brothers Johnson,
The Seeds,
The Trojans,
Toni Rubio,
The Angels of Light,
Faust,
The Flesh Eaters,
Byron Stingily,
The Tremeloes,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Chris & Cosey,
The Real Kids,
Scientists,
Silicon Teens,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Jeff Lynne,
Davy DMX,
The Neon Judgement,
Gichy Dan,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Dawn Penn,
Q and Not U,
Sarah Menescal,
The Searchers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pole,
Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane.
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.