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 Ethiopia and from Mexico City.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Black Pus to the rap 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 The Fire Engines. All the underground hits.
All Pharoah Sanders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear 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 theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mary Jane Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Shuggie Otis,
Scratch Acid,
Unrelated Segments,
Wings,
Public Image Ltd.,
June Days,
Crime,
Das Ding,
Janne Schatter,
X-102,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Real Kids,
The Offenders,
Rotary Connection,
Lebanon Hanover,
Dorothy Ashby,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Wire,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ice-T,
Schoolly D,
Animal Collective,
Sister Nancy,
Aswad,
Vladislav Delay,
Sixth Finger,
Quadrant,
Joensuu 1685,
The Selecter,
The Black Dice,
Ossler,
Sarah Menescal,
Radiopuhelimet,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Black Flag,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Beau Brummels,
Mary Jane Girls,
Jeff Mills,
June of 44,
The Residents,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Eurythmics,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sugar Minott,
Marvin Gaye,
Second Layer,
Tubeway Army,
Fugazi,
Soft Machine,
The Stooges,
Alice Coltrane,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sun City Girls,
DJ Sneak,
Zero Boys,
Mo-Dettes,
Symarip, Symarip, Symarip, Symarip.
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.