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 Liechtenstein and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Bang on a Can All-Stars to the electroclash 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 the Bar-Kays. All the underground hits.
All Fifty Foot Hose tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Manfred Mann's Earth Band 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rufus Thomas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Names,
Panda Bear,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Tres Demented,
Mad Mike,
Funkadelic,
The Victims,
Silicon Teens,
Matthew Halsall,
Andrew Hill,
Gichy Dan,
Toni Rubio,
AZ,
Mr. Review,
Terry Callier,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jawbox,
MC5,
The Residents,
Eli Mardock,
Byron Stingily,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sound Behaviour,
Eric B and Rakim,
Laurel Aitken,
A Certain Ratio,
Hot Snakes,
The Saints,
the Soft Cell,
Electric Prunes,
Loose Ends,
Skriet,
Rosa Yemen,
The Doobie Brothers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Searchers,
Jandek,
Dawn Penn,
Accadde A,
Sun City Girls,
The Invisible,
Barbara Tucker,
KRS-One,
The Evens,
Alison Limerick,
John Coltrane,
Sparks,
Wolf Eyes,
Deakin,
Alphaville,
Smog,
Masters at Work,
LL Cool J,
Sight & Sound,
New Order,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Sound,
Avey Tare,
Piero Umiliani,
Joensuu 1685,
Roger Hodgson,
Skaos,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.