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 Ecuador and from Shanghai.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Sad Lovers and Giants to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lalo Schifrin. All the underground hits.
All Lonnie Liston Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Jesus and Mary Chain record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Half Japanese record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Agitation Free,
Eurythmics,
X-101,
LL Cool J,
Half Japanese,
Shoche,
Desert Stars,
Eric Copeland,
Toni Rubio,
Stiv Bators,
Accadde A,
Minnie Riperton,
The Velvet Underground,
Yaz,
Peter & Gordon,
U.S. Maple,
F. McDonald,
Joyce Sims,
Malaria!,
Agent Orange,
E-Dancer,
The Fugs,
Moby Grape,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Stockholm Monsters,
The J.B.'s,
Gong,
The Techniques,
Quadrant,
The Grass Roots,
Yellowson,
David McCallum,
Lucky Dragons,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Pantytec,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Saints,
Erykah Badu,
The Offenders,
DJ Sneak,
Don Cherry,
Spoonie Gee,
Althea and Donna,
Sun City Girls,
Echospace,
Little Man,
The Names,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Derrick Morgan,
Vainqueur,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Slackers,
Public Image Ltd.,
Absolute Body Control,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Symarip,
The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.
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.