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 Taiwan and from Delhi.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Fortunes. All the underground hits.
All The Residents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Clarke 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum 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?
the Swans,
The Birthday Party,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Saints,
The Modern Lovers,
The Walker Brothers,
Nils Olav,
Jeff Lynne,
Peter & Gordon,
Massinfluence,
David McCallum,
Harmonia,
Terrestrial Tones,
Glambeats Corp.,
Mantronix,
Pylon,
Nirvana,
The Monochrome Set,
Soulsonic Force,
Angry Samoans,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lakeside,
Flipper,
The Invisible,
Jerry's Kids,
Television Personalities,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Heaven 17,
Pulsallama,
Carl Craig,
Youth Brigade,
the Slits,
Hasil Adkins,
Shuggie Otis,
Reagan Youth,
Mark Hollis,
Aaron Thompson,
Index,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Seeds,
Arthur Verocai,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Talk Talk,
Dead Boys,
Symarip,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Cecil Taylor,
Throbbing Gristle,
Scrapy,
The Remains,
Sam Rivers,
Chris Corsano,
The Kinks,
DJ Sneak,
Rod Modell,
Second Layer,
Metal Thangz,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sarah Menescal,
Curtis Mayfield,
Delta 5,
The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros.
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.