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 Kenya and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 arpeggiator 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 Eric Dolphy to the disco 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 Anthony Braxton. All the underground hits.
All Danielle Patucci tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ludus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Zeros record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Howard Jones,
Y Pants,
Johnny Clarke,
Dave Gahan,
Rites of Spring,
New Order,
Derrick Morgan,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Rod Modell,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Alison Limerick,
China Crisis,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ken Boothe,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Martian,
The Dead C,
The Cramps,
Lucky Dragons,
Roy Ayers,
Jerry's Kids,
The Fugs,
Accadde A,
Rapeman,
Hashim,
Big Daddy Kane,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Joyce Sims,
Magma,
Simply Red,
The Music Machine,
Josef K,
The Gories,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Harpers Bizarre,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Von Mondo,
Sparks,
Monolake,
Interpol,
Arab on Radar,
The Tremeloes,
Malaria!,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Soulsonic Force,
Skarface,
Marmalade,
Bobby Sherman,
Groovy Waters,
Radiopuhelimet,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sandy B,
The Flesh Eaters,
Amon Düül II,
Marine Girls,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sexual Harrassment,
Boz Scaggs,
The Standells,
Harmonia, Harmonia, Harmonia, Harmonia.
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.