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 Macedonia and from Jakarta.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Bologna.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Tubeway Army to the jazz 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 Bang on a Can All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All The Birthday Party tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kings Of Tomorrow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Star Department,
Robert Wyatt,
Lee Hazlewood,
Wasted Youth,
David Axelrod,
Lou Christie,
Minor Threat,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Goldenarms,
Royal Trux,
The Slackers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Moby Grape,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Jesper Dahlback,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
EPMD,
Lalo Schifrin,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Rosa Yemen,
Porter Ricks,
The Fall,
Ice-T,
Jerry's Kids,
Ten City,
Stockholm Monsters,
Tom Boy,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Aloha Tigers,
Hot Snakes,
CMW,
Amon Düül,
a-ha,
Donald Byrd,
Soul II Soul,
Lungfish,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Kayak,
Suburban Knight,
Flamin' Groovies,
Cheater Slicks,
Joe Smooth,
Arab on Radar,
Aaron Thompson,
Metal Thangz,
Quando Quango,
U.S. Maple,
Oblivians,
Andrew Hill,
Subhumans,
Rapeman,
Joy Division,
Zero Boys,
Youth Brigade,
Anthony Braxton,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bootsy Collins,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light.
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.