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 Taiwan and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Niagra to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All Second Layer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb 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 arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Theoretical Girls,
Letta Mbulu,
The Seeds,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Andrew Hill,
The Durutti Column,
Bauhaus,
Interpol,
The Residents,
Masters at Work,
DNA,
Blancmange,
Jacques Brel,
Tim Buckley,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Depeche Mode,
Judy Mowatt,
Audionom,
Terrestrial Tones,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Schoolly D,
Matthew Halsall,
Swell Maps,
The Doors,
The Motions,
The Kinks,
the Sonics,
Gong,
Jesper Dahlback,
Nation of Ulysses,
Vladislav Delay,
B.T. Express,
Echospace,
Flamin' Groovies,
Robert Görl,
The Wake,
Todd Terry,
Danielle Patucci,
Aloha Tigers,
Freddie Wadling,
Organ,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Surgeon,
Bang On A Can,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Real Kids,
Lalo Schifrin,
ABBA,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Reagan Youth,
Roger Hodgson,
Duran Duran,
Panda Bear,
Johnny Osbourne,
Dual Sessions,
In Retrospect,
The Moleskins,
Little Man,
H. Thieme,
Eric Copeland,
The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators.
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.