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 Romania and from Shanghai.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 These Immortal Souls. All the underground hits.
All Gong tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lindisfarne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Los Fastidios,
The Wake,
Buzzcocks,
Section 25,
Barry Ungar,
Cluster,
John Holt,
Godley & Creme,
Fugazi,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ornette Coleman,
JFA,
Zero Boys,
Dave Gahan,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Swans,
Deepchord,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bad Manners,
Metal Thangz,
Suicide,
The Sonics,
Nico,
The Techniques,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Thompson Twins,
Goldenarms,
Cheater Slicks,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Animal Collective,
Easy Going,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Flamin' Groovies,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Fire Engines,
Guru Guru,
Black Bananas,
Jeru the Damaja,
Robert Hood,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Quantec,
Idris Muhammad,
Hashim,
The Remains,
The Names,
Siglo XX,
Danielle Patucci,
The Walker Brothers,
Todd Rundgren,
Flash Fearless,
The Real Kids,
The Detroit Cobras,
the Association,
Alphaville,
cv313,
The Red Krayola,
The Tremeloes,
Jacob Miller,
The Fall, The Fall, The Fall, The Fall.
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.