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 United Kingdom and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Nico to the disco 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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.
All Livin' Joy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gastr Del Sol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bluetip,
The Golliwogs,
ABC,
Letta Mbulu,
The Gap Band,
Television,
Avey Tare,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kool Moe Dee,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Warren Ellis,
Nik Kershaw,
The Doors,
Jawbox,
Matthew Halsall,
Rites of Spring,
Ronnie Foster,
Lower 48,
The Beau Brummels,
The Star Department,
Cecil Taylor,
R.M.O.,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
La Düsseldorf,
Spandau Ballet,
Delta 5,
The Slackers,
World's Most,
X-101,
Marcia Griffiths,
Kayak,
Mandrill,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
the Normal,
Bobby Womack,
Gong,
Zero Boys,
Pharoah Sanders,
Crime,
Swans,
Sight & Sound,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gang of Four,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Roxy Music,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Whodini,
The Techniques,
Little Man,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Faraquet,
the Slits,
Sound Behaviour,
Subhumans,
Deadbeat,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Basic Channel,
The Standells,
Guru Guru,
Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops.
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.