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 Bulgaria and from Manila.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lille.
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 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 Gian Franco Pienzio to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Rundgren record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Swans,
The Gap Band,
Moss Icon,
Visage,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The United States of America,
Bill Near,
The American Breed,
Swell Maps,
Scott Walker,
Deadbeat,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
L. Decosne,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Beau Brummels,
Marmalade,
Scan 7,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Faraquet,
Jawbox,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lindisfarne,
Second Layer,
Faust,
Guru Guru,
The Fugs,
Aswad,
Stiv Bators,
Donald Byrd,
Pagans,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Minny Pops,
John Cale,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sam Rivers,
T.S.O.L.,
June Days,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rhythm & Sound,
Black Moon,
Outsiders,
Suicide,
The Cure,
Von Mondo,
Aloha Tigers,
Eurythmics,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Marine Girls,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sound Behaviour,
Sarah Menescal,
Liliput,
The Residents,
Sight & Sound,
The Real Kids,
Hasil Adkins,
Bobby Womack,
Michelle Simonal,
Colin Newman,
Rites of Spring,
The Trojans,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach.
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.