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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Portland.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the 808 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 Jandek to the dance 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 The Smiths. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stetsasonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cowsills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Techniques,
Quantec,
Marvin Gaye,
Lebanon Hanover,
Nas,
Black Moon,
Todd Terry,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Remains,
Eric Copeland,
The Residents,
The Dave Clark Five,
Andrew Hill,
The Electric Prunes,
Swell Maps,
Eddi Front,
Dead Boys,
Throbbing Gristle,
Reuben Wilson,
Sugar Minott,
Amon Düül II,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Gang Starr,
Black Bananas,
Bizarre Inc.,
Funkadelic,
Byron Stingily,
Minutemen,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Shuggie Otis,
Barclay James Harvest,
Gastr Del Sol,
Boogie Down Productions,
Tim Buckley,
Hasil Adkins,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Smoke,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Dawn Penn,
Soulsonic Force,
Eli Mardock,
Monolake,
Joe Finger,
Flamin' Groovies,
Pet Shop Boys,
Negative Approach,
Visage,
Supertramp,
Niagra,
Albert Ayler,
the Human League,
Camberwell Now,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Neil Young,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Unwound,
The Cure,
JFA,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.