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 Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 theremin 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 Matthew Halsall to the crunk 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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Louis and Bebe Barron 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 an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Motions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fugs,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Outsiders,
Marine Girls,
Pulsallama,
Kaleidoscope,
Ituana,
MC5,
Agitation Free,
The Cure,
The Pretty Things,
Ludus,
Skriet,
Thee Headcoats,
Faraquet,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Neon Judgement,
New York Dolls,
Brick,
The Birthday Party,
X-102,
The Fuzztones,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Matthew Halsall,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Andrew Hill,
The Associates,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bob Dylan,
Jacob Miller,
Metal Thangz,
David Axelrod,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Index,
Japan,
Skarface,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Absolute Body Control,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Agent Orange,
Barrington Levy,
Cymande,
Freddie Wadling,
Throbbing Gristle,
Rhythm & Sound,
Man Eating Sloth,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Deakin,
Black Flag,
Jandek,
Urselle,
Rufus Thomas,
Brand Nubian,
The Divine Comedy,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Audionom,
The Vogues,
Kenny Larkin,
The Monochrome Set,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins.
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.