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 Malta and from Jakarta.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Saints to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mo-Dettes,
Soul Sonic Force,
Todd Terry,
Soft Cell,
The Real Kids,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sandy B,
Joyce Sims,
the Swans,
10cc,
Parry Music,
Shoche,
Pere Ubu,
Marc Almond,
Junior Murvin,
Cybotron,
Pylon,
Hardrive,
Stockholm Monsters,
The American Breed,
The Zeros,
Wire,
Pierre Henry,
The Residents,
Eric B and Rakim,
Hot Snakes,
The Human League,
Arthur Verocai,
Blancmange,
Mandrill,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Royal Trux,
Inner City,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Unrelated Segments,
China Crisis,
Lee Hazlewood,
Mary Jane Girls,
X-102,
Subhumans,
Harpers Bizarre,
Donny Hathaway,
Gabor Szabo,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Scrapy,
Janne Schatter,
Rotary Connection,
Bizarre Inc.,
Danielle Patucci,
F. McDonald,
Yusef Lateef,
Loose Ends,
New Order,
Heaven 17,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bobby Byrd,
Tom Boy,
Massinfluence,
JFA,
Simply Red,
Half Japanese,
Angry Samoans,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.