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 Indonesia and from Bologna.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes 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 the Fania All-Stars to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme. All the underground hits.
All The Cosmic Jokers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siouxsie and the Banshees record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Qualms,
Von Mondo,
Sonny Sharrock,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Robert Hood,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Litter,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Drexciya,
Second Layer,
Bauhaus,
The Five Americans,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Red Krayola,
Brothers Johnson,
Silicon Teens,
The J.B.'s,
Scion,
Letta Mbulu,
Peter and Kerry,
Interpol,
Rod Modell,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Raincoats,
Don Cherry,
Mars,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Move,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Harpers Bizarre,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bill Wells,
Howard Jones,
Technova,
Deadbeat,
One Last Wish,
Cybotron,
Desert Stars,
Alton Ellis,
Faraquet,
Radio Birdman,
Au Pairs,
Glambeats Corp.,
Monolake,
MDC,
Make Up,
Cheater Slicks,
T.S.O.L.,
48th St. Collective,
Mr. Review,
Bobby Byrd,
Das Ding,
The Pop Group,
Sex Pistols,
June of 44,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Wake,
Dead Boys,
Mission of Burma,
Siglo XX,
Darondo,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks.
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.