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 Colombia and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 mellotron 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the punk 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Danielle Patucci 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a R.M.O. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jawbox,
cv313,
Section 25,
The Modern Lovers,
Brass Construction,
Q and Not U,
The Angels of Light,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Flesh Eaters,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Babytalk,
Harry Pussy,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Eli Mardock,
Swans,
Lower 48,
Chris Corsano,
David McCallum,
Scratch Acid,
Toni Rubio,
Tubeway Army,
kango's stein massive,
Procol Harum,
Black Moon,
Lindisfarne,
Eric Copeland,
Index,
Dorothy Ashby,
Crooked Eye,
Aloha Tigers,
Gang Gang Dance,
Mantronix,
The Martian,
Leonard Cohen,
Banda Bassotti,
Fela Kuti,
Ludus,
Althea and Donna,
Livin' Joy,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Mission of Burma,
Ultimate Spinach,
Jandek,
the Fania All-Stars,
Isaac Hayes,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Mummies,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lalo Schifrin,
Unrelated Segments,
Soulsonic Force,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Warren Ellis,
Adolescents,
Sonic Youth,
Faraquet,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Neu!,
Brand Nubian,
Stiv Bators,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective.
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.