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 Bangladesh and from Edmonton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 sitar 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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Cameo. All the underground hits.
All Yusef Lateef tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thee Headcoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang On A Can,
Jerry's Kids,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Monks,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Man Parrish,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Kas Product,
The Cowsills,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Drive Like Jehu,
Skarface,
Sällskapet,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Jacob Miller,
The Zeros,
Peter & Gordon,
One Last Wish,
Youth Brigade,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Prince Buster,
Gichy Dan,
The Mighty Diamonds,
MDC,
World's Most,
Echospace,
Vainqueur,
Morten Harket,
Television,
Funky Four + One,
The Move,
Kayak,
Glambeats Corp.,
Jeff Lynne,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sonic Youth,
Cymande,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Nico,
Simply Red,
DNA,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Minutemen,
Electric Prunes,
Skaos,
Tom Boy,
Arcadia,
Pylon,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Victims,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
the Germs,
Dennis Brown,
Gang Starr,
Sight & Sound,
Smog,
Nick Fraelich,
The Walker Brothers,
8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy.
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.