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 Nigeria and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Spokane.
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 mellotron 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 Fugazi to the techno 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 the Swans. All the underground hits.
All DJ Sneak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Panda Bear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Fraelich record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Massinfluence,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Japan,
Leonard Cohen,
Jeff Lynne,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Theoretical Girls,
Zapp,
The Martian,
Piero Umiliani,
Jeff Mills,
Newcleus,
Mr. Review,
Tubeway Army,
Lebanon Hanover,
The J.B.'s,
Thompson Twins,
Nik Kershaw,
Godley & Creme,
Harpers Bizarre,
Rakim,
The Skatalites,
Oblivians,
Rhythm & Sound,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ronan,
Albert Ayler,
Suburban Knight,
The Birthday Party,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Wolf Eyes,
Surgeon,
Bang On A Can,
Fear,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Scientists,
Amon Düül,
Andrew Hill,
the Slits,
Blake Baxter,
The Real Kids,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Soul Sonic Force,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Franke,
Arthur Verocai,
Mark Hollis,
L. Decosne,
Quando Quango,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Curtis Mayfield,
The United States of America,
Lower 48,
Marine Girls,
DJ Style,
the Association,
Bobby Womack,
Amon Düül II,
Swans,
Organ,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod.
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.