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 Thailand and from Mumbai.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Radio Birdman to the disco 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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All Iggy Pop tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bauhaus,
The Gories,
Kayak,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sandy B,
Bang On A Can,
Erykah Badu,
Das Ding,
Gerry Rafferty,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Pierre Henry,
Aaron Thompson,
Quantec,
Outsiders,
Chris & Cosey,
Faraquet,
Arthur Verocai,
Kaleidoscope,
Al Stewart,
Pharoah Sanders,
Junior Murvin,
Cheater Slicks,
Funkadelic,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bobby Sherman,
Main Source,
The Knickerbockers,
Average White Band,
Wire,
David McCallum,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Echospace,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Mo-Dettes,
Matthew Bourne,
Skarface,
The Mojo Men,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Kinks,
Neu!,
Camberwell Now,
Moby Grape,
Grandmaster Flash,
Audionom,
Pulsallama,
The Names,
The Monochrome Set,
Ossler,
KRS-One,
The Fire Engines,
Kenny Larkin,
Surgeon,
The Selecter,
Tom Boy,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Barclay James Harvest,
Minor Threat,
Dead Boys,
The Modern Lovers,
The Human League, The Human League, The Human League, The Human League.
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.