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 Sweden and from Edmonton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 marimba 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 Derrick May to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eli Mardock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord 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 spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sparks,
Jeff Mills,
Los Fastidios,
Hasil Adkins,
Zapp,
Kaleidoscope,
Dark Day,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Dawn Penn,
Soulsonic Force,
Donny Hathaway,
Agitation Free,
The New Christs,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Motions,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kerrie Biddell,
Crime,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Judy Mowatt,
Ronnie Foster,
Infiniti,
Rhythm & Sound,
Fugazi,
The Dirtbombs,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Wasted Youth,
Make Up,
Grandmaster Flash,
Avey Tare,
the Normal,
The Electric Prunes,
E-Dancer,
Dead Boys,
Thee Headcoats,
Peter & Gordon,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Delta 5,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Litter,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Birthday Party,
Supertramp,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Anakelly,
Animal Collective,
These Immortal Souls,
Sonic Youth,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Dave Gahan,
Theoretical Girls,
Echospace,
The Mummies,
Sunsets and Hearts,
John Cale,
The Toasters,
The Monks,
B.T. Express,
La Düsseldorf,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.