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 Belgium and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 snare 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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.
All Darondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crime,
The Searchers,
Lungfish,
Janne Schatter,
Sex Pistols,
Masters at Work,
Scion,
June of 44,
Pole,
Chris Corsano,
Aural Exciters,
Roxy Music,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Patti Smith,
Derrick May,
Nas,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Donny Hathaway,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Crash Course in Science,
Marc Almond,
Duran Duran,
Drexciya,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Aswad,
Suburban Knight,
Lindisfarne,
Marine Girls,
The Smiths,
Lakeside,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Aaron Thompson,
Nils Olav,
Dave Gahan,
Half Japanese,
Amazonics,
Index,
Al Stewart,
The Motions,
One Last Wish,
Scratch Acid,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bang On A Can,
Fat Boys,
The Smoke,
Arab on Radar,
Oblivians,
The Fall,
Gil Scott Heron,
Kerri Chandler,
Lower 48,
CMW,
Magazine,
Scan 7,
Main Source,
Howard Jones,
R.M.O.,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Move,
Newcleus,
Von Mondo,
Brand Nubian,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.