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 Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Barclay James Harvest to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Section 25. All the underground hits.
All Rahsaan Roland Kirk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Black Dice record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bang on a Can All-Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shoche,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Negative Approach,
Amon Düül,
The Moody Blues,
Niagra,
Swans,
Procol Harum,
Cluster,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Young Marble Giants,
The Sonics,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bizarre Inc.,
Alphaville,
Soul Sonic Force,
Infiniti,
Absolute Body Control,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Connie Case,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Golliwogs,
Todd Terry,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Leonard Cohen,
Shuggie Otis,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Pere Ubu,
Howard Jones,
Tommy Roe,
Livin' Joy,
Drexciya,
Visage,
Fatback Band,
The Knickerbockers,
Max Romeo,
Bush Tetras,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ronan,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
David Axelrod,
Patti Smith,
X-102,
Rod Modell,
Flash Fearless,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Standells,
Q and Not U,
Tubeway Army,
The Leaves,
Chris & Cosey,
Funky Four + One,
Sound Behaviour,
the Human League,
Deadbeat,
Sun City Girls,
Oblivians,
Franke,
OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO.
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.