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 Malaysia and from Tehran.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 chamberlin 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 Cymande to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Nils Olav tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Underground Resistance,
Skaos,
Minny Pops,
The Slackers,
Alton Ellis,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Danielle Patucci,
Radio Birdman,
The Neon Judgement,
MC5,
Electric Prunes,
UT,
Crooked Eye,
Kurtis Blow,
Hardrive,
Black Sheep,
Althea and Donna,
Black Flag,
Davy DMX,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bang On A Can,
The Music Machine,
Essential Logic,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Flamin' Groovies,
Spoonie Gee,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Symarip,
The Victims,
Michelle Simonal,
Rod Modell,
Yaz,
Aaron Thompson,
Absolute Body Control,
The Happenings,
Bootsy Collins,
Charles Mingus,
Graham Central Station,
the Human League,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Traffic Nightmare,
DJ Sneak,
Johnny Clarke,
Public Image Ltd.,
Joey Negro,
Newcleus,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Modern Lovers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Matthew Halsall,
Unwound,
Derrick May,
The Real Kids,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Todd Terry,
Roxy Music,
Yazoo,
Anthony Braxton,
U.S. Maple,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra.
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.