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 Montenegro and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the sitar 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 Selector Dub Narcotic to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 D'Angelo. All the underground hits.
All The Litter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yaz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Archie Shepp,
D'Angelo,
Alison Limerick,
Wire,
Charles Mingus,
Oblivians,
Gregory Isaacs,
Technova,
The Doors,
Flamin' Groovies,
Alton Ellis,
Intrusion,
Moebius,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sparks,
Average White Band,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Gang Gang Dance,
John Coltrane,
X-Ray Spex,
Sonny Sharrock,
ABBA,
Q65,
Bizarre Inc.,
Godley & Creme,
8 Eyed Spy,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
CMW,
Pagans,
Banda Bassotti,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Monolake,
Dead Boys,
The Smiths,
Crooked Eye,
Cybotron,
Soft Cell,
The Slits,
Skarface,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sonic Youth,
Al Stewart,
Unrelated Segments,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Moleskins,
The Walker Brothers,
New Age Steppers,
LL Cool J,
Adolescents,
Marc Almond,
Vladislav Delay,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Kinks,
Underground Resistance,
Dennis Brown,
Yusef Lateef,
Rapeman,
Amon Düül II,
The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine.
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.