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 Kyrgyzstan and from Seoul.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Popol Vuh to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Quando Quango. All the underground hits.
All Pantaleimon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pylon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
OOIOO,
Kas Product,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Au Pairs,
Whodini,
Franke,
Joy Division,
Deadbeat,
Infiniti,
Eric Dolphy,
Scientists,
Albert Ayler,
Peter & Gordon,
Gang Starr,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Toni Rubio,
Eurythmics,
Warsaw,
Donald Byrd,
Glenn Branca,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Harmonia,
Negative Approach,
The Smoke,
Yusef Lateef,
Newcleus,
Gang Green,
Howard Jones,
The Angels of Light,
Derrick May,
Sex Pistols,
Pantaleimon,
The Saints,
Bluetip,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The United States of America,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Cluster,
Brothers Johnson,
Brick,
Animal Collective,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Offenders,
The Flesh Eaters,
Qualms,
The Remains,
Niagra,
Danielle Patucci,
Delon & Dalcan,
Neil Young,
Todd Terry,
Gang of Four,
Jacques Brel,
Symarip,
The American Breed,
Hardrive,
The Evens,
Juan Atkins,
Tropical Tobacco,
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You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
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