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 Zimbabwe and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 oboe 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 Excepter to the rock 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool Moe Dee 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantaleimon,
Faraquet,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Star Department,
Schoolly D,
Ice-T,
Boz Scaggs,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Glenn Branca,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Rod Modell,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scott Walker,
Frankie Knuckles,
Tres Demented,
R.M.O.,
Isaac Hayes,
Depeche Mode,
Piero Umiliani,
Country Teasers,
Sun City Girls,
the Bar-Kays,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Sound,
Hot Snakes,
the Soft Cell,
Kool Moe Dee,
Rapeman,
D'Angelo,
Sonic Youth,
Minny Pops,
The Gories,
Erasure,
The Techniques,
Mandrill,
Pharoah Sanders,
Terrestrial Tones,
Animal Collective,
Oblivians,
Ken Boothe,
The Slits,
Prince Buster,
Fugazi,
The Kinks,
Reuben Wilson,
Peter and Kerry,
Dave Gahan,
Pierre Henry,
The Victims,
Erykah Badu,
Minutemen,
Slave,
Kerri Chandler,
Franke,
Johnny Clarke,
Carl Craig,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bobby Womack,
Warsaw,
the Fania All-Stars,
Negative Approach,
The Monochrome Set,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.