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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from New York.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Ituana to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Arab on Radar. All the underground hits.
All Severed Heads tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Khruangbin 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 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Second Layer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
Glenn Branca,
Deadbeat,
X-Ray Spex,
Marine Girls,
X-101,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Tubeway Army,
Sound Behaviour,
The Barracudas,
DNA,
ABC,
Kaleidoscope,
Leonard Cohen,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Stetsasonic,
Michelle Simonal,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Birthday Party,
Stereo Dub,
Cal Tjader,
Simply Red,
Anakelly,
Oblivians,
Severed Heads,
Toni Rubio,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Fire Engines,
The United States of America,
The Last Poets,
Soft Machine,
Mad Mike,
Essential Logic,
Soul Sonic Force,
Heaven 17,
Ronan,
Skarface,
Echospace,
Cecil Taylor,
MDC,
The Cure,
Lower 48,
The Offenders,
Neu!,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Flamin' Groovies,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Blossom Toes,
Quadrant,
Siglo XX,
Wasted Youth,
Sister Nancy,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ultra Naté,
The Happenings,
Eurythmics,
Lyres,
Main Source,
Ralphi Rosario,
Unwound,
John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon.
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.