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 Jordan and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Neon Judgement to the crunk 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 Inner City. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cluster 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tom Boy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Beau Brummels,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Q and Not U,
Grauzone,
Accadde A,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Fugs,
Clear Light,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Jawbox,
Maleditus Sound,
The Cure,
Harry Pussy,
Robert Hood,
Mad Mike,
Average White Band,
Pantaleimon,
The Cowsills,
Barbara Tucker,
The Fortunes,
New Order,
Reuben Wilson,
The Searchers,
Joe Finger,
Gichy Dan,
Nas,
Joyce Sims,
Khruangbin,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Icehouse,
The Red Krayola,
Tres Demented,
The Slackers,
Roxy Music,
Wasted Youth,
The Selecter,
Godley & Creme,
Blake Baxter,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Echospace,
Groovy Waters,
Sällskapet,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Sonics,
Ossler,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ultra Naté,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Davy DMX,
8 Eyed Spy,
Scrapy,
Y Pants,
The Divine Comedy,
Laurel Aitken,
Agitation Free,
Anakelly,
Mary Jane Girls,
Aural Exciters,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gastr Del Sol,
New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers.
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.