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 Netherlands and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Ice-T to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Byron Stingily. All the underground hits.
All The Searchers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barbara Tucker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monks,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
X-Ray Spex,
Average White Band,
Young Marble Giants,
Oneida,
Can,
Fear,
Soft Cell,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Easy Going,
The Knickerbockers,
Rakim,
Jandek,
Pere Ubu,
The Motions,
Colin Newman,
The Associates,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gang Green,
Fad Gadget,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Joensuu 1685,
Gichy Dan,
Ituana,
Electric Light Orchestra,
X-101,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Avey Tare,
These Immortal Souls,
Shoche,
Altered Images,
Josef K,
the Bar-Kays,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sixth Finger,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dawn Penn,
Deepchord,
Morten Harket,
David Axelrod,
Pharoah Sanders,
Cybotron,
Warsaw,
The Slits,
Glambeats Corp.,
Porter Ricks,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Gun Club,
UT,
Tears for Fears,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Juan Atkins,
The Residents,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ronan,
Archie Shepp,
R.M.O.,
Delta 5,
Funkadelic,
Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan.
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.