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 Somalia and from Jakarta.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Donald Byrd to the crunk 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 Dorothy Ashby. All the underground hits.
All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Simply Red 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 '90s.
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 Loose Ends record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brand Nubian,
Essential Logic,
Juan Atkins,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ultimate Spinach,
Aloha Tigers,
The J.B.'s,
the Bar-Kays,
Funkadelic,
Basic Channel,
Danielle Patucci,
Throbbing Gristle,
Maleditus Sound,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Saints,
Idris Muhammad,
Sister Nancy,
The Blues Magoos,
The Searchers,
JFA,
Massinfluence,
Eden Ahbez,
Alison Limerick,
Pantaleimon,
Rufus Thomas,
the Association,
Nick Fraelich,
Echospace,
Bob Dylan,
Bang On A Can,
LL Cool J,
Negative Approach,
Kerri Chandler,
The Happenings,
Nico,
Peter and Kerry,
Brick,
Pharoah Sanders,
Monolake,
Rod Modell,
CMW,
Agitation Free,
Yaz,
the Slits,
Warren Ellis,
The Modern Lovers,
Terry Callier,
Sugar Minott,
The Gories,
Urselle,
Ultravox,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Adolescents,
Average White Band,
The Black Dice,
Yellowson,
L. Decosne,
Cheater Slicks,
Archie Shepp,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Monochrome Set,
Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra.
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.