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 Bangladesh and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Sällskapet to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Nico. All the underground hits.
All Ash Ra Tempel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every kango's stein massive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tim Buckley record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Blancmange,
Thee Headcoats,
AZ,
the Human League,
Lou Reed,
Radiohead,
Nirvana,
Make Up,
Los Fastidios,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lower 48,
Deadbeat,
Q and Not U,
Leonard Cohen,
Pylon,
The Red Krayola,
The Pretty Things,
The Star Department,
Andrew Hill,
Dark Day,
Excepter,
The Seeds,
Soulsonic Force,
Babytalk,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Vogues,
Neil Young,
The Moleskins,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Parry Music,
Ronan,
Subhumans,
Pulsallama,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Dave Clark Five,
World's Most,
The Five Americans,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Talk Talk,
Dual Sessions,
Mad Mike,
Toni Rubio,
Carl Craig,
Gang Starr,
Roy Ayers,
The Pop Group,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
T.S.O.L.,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
OOIOO,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Trojans,
John Coltrane,
Agent Orange,
Mars,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Cramps,
Todd Terry,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Index, Index, Index, Index.
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.