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 Monaco and from Winnipeg.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the oboe 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Human League. All the underground hits.
All The Royal Family And The Poor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dorothy Ashby 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bang on a Can All-Stars 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?
Leonard Cohen,
Byron Stingily,
The Slackers,
Pierre Henry,
Wire,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Blake Baxter,
Nik Kershaw,
The Happenings,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Nas,
Clear Light,
Khruangbin,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Cymande,
Average White Band,
The Golliwogs,
MDC,
Danielle Patucci,
Ossler,
Index,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
the Association,
Alice Coltrane,
Andrew Hill,
Tres Demented,
Jimmy McGriff,
Theoretical Girls,
Spoonie Gee,
the Swans,
Nils Olav,
Gang of Four,
Animal Collective,
Prince Buster,
Flash Fearless,
Harmonia,
Bill Wells,
Scrapy,
Silicon Teens,
Joe Smooth,
Ponytail,
Soft Machine,
Aswad,
Ten City,
Sex Pistols,
the Bar-Kays,
Funkadelic,
Ultimate Spinach,
Rosa Yemen,
The United States of America,
Grauzone,
Unrelated Segments,
The Five Americans,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Au Pairs,
The Zeros,
Vladislav Delay,
The Index,
The Monochrome Set,
The Saints,
John Foxx,
F. McDonald,
Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen.
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.