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 Chile and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Winnipeg.
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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Moleskins to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Skaos. All the underground hits.
All a-ha tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blues Magoos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Cecil Taylor,
Toni Rubio,
Skarface,
B.T. Express,
X-101,
Schoolly D,
The Durutti Column,
Scientists,
Excepter,
One Last Wish,
Vladislav Delay,
The Gap Band,
Hardrive,
Barclay James Harvest,
Matthew Bourne,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Darondo,
Marine Girls,
Metal Thangz,
Charles Mingus,
Intrusion,
Accadde A,
These Immortal Souls,
Royal Trux,
Radiopuhelimet,
Eli Mardock,
Chris & Cosey,
Faraquet,
Blake Baxter,
MDC,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Moleskins,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
the Soft Cell,
Mars,
Marc Almond,
The Techniques,
Spoonie Gee,
DJ Sneak,
Lyres,
The Zeros,
X-102,
Khruangbin,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rufus Thomas,
Juan Atkins,
AZ,
The Residents,
Janne Schatter,
Colin Newman,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Skatalites,
Rapeman,
the Association,
The Red Krayola,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
New Age Steppers,
Lee Hazlewood,
Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller.
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.