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 the UAE and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 arpeggiator 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 Maleditus Sound to the disco 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 It's A Beautiful Day. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharoah Sanders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Raincoats,
Suburban Knight,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
the Germs,
Index,
the Normal,
Rufus Thomas,
Unwound,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Sonics,
Letta Mbulu,
Main Source,
Dark Day,
The Electric Prunes,
Howard Jones,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Hashim,
John Foxx,
Stereo Dub,
Mo-Dettes,
Essential Logic,
Matthew Bourne,
Bauhaus,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Wally Richardson,
Isaac Hayes,
Stockholm Monsters,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Move,
Brick,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Star Department,
Royal Trux,
Sexual Harrassment,
Pagans,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jesper Dahlback,
Television,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Rhythm & Sound,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Altered Images,
The Standells,
Zero Boys,
Sarah Menescal,
Sugar Minott,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
CMW,
New Age Steppers,
The Offenders,
Dawn Penn,
Toni Rubio,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Aural Exciters,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Simply Red,
The Doors,
Qualms,
The Toasters,
Swans,
the Soft Cell,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sister Nancy,
Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip.
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.