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 Gabon and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 harpsichord 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 Grandmaster Flash to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Fat Boys. All the underground hits.
All Pagans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Clear Light 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Royal Trux,
Don Cherry,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kerrie Biddell,
Altered Images,
Saccharine Trust,
Pylon,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Banda Bassotti,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Mission of Burma,
Susan Cadogan,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Names,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Terrestrial Tones,
T. Rex,
Tres Demented,
Sight & Sound,
Loose Ends,
Index,
Prince Buster,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sällskapet,
Althea and Donna,
Stereo Dub,
Michelle Simonal,
The Sonics,
Second Layer,
Swans,
Nils Olav,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scratch Acid,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
EPMD,
Television,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gerry Rafferty,
Throbbing Gristle,
Rekid,
Bill Wells,
John Holt,
Matthew Halsall,
Johnny Clarke,
Bootsy Collins,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lee Hazlewood,
Eden Ahbez,
The J.B.'s,
Moss Icon,
The Pretty Things,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Gladiators,
Roxette,
the Association,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Byron Stingily,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Todd Rundgren,
Erasure, Erasure, Erasure, Erasure.
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.