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 Dominica and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Victims to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Moon 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bang on a Can All-Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Misunderstood,
Traffic Nightmare,
Negative Approach,
Brand Nubian,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sonic Youth,
Black Bananas,
Desert Stars,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Joe Smooth,
The Fortunes,
kango's stein massive,
Swell Maps,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Marcia Griffiths,
AZ,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Swans,
Slick Rick,
Ultravox,
The Sound,
La Düsseldorf,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Electric Light Orchestra,
the Soft Cell,
Kayak,
Rod Modell,
Minnie Riperton,
Lou Christie,
Rhythm & Sound,
E-Dancer,
Hashim,
Panda Bear,
Bobbi Humphrey,
the Normal,
DJ Sneak,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Monks,
Junior Murvin,
The Names,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Wolf Eyes,
Bootsy Collins,
Girls At Our Best!,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sam Rivers,
Pet Shop Boys,
Eric Dolphy,
the Slits,
Skriet,
Quantec,
The Dave Clark Five,
John Holt,
Talk Talk,
Moss Icon,
OOIOO,
Average White Band,
Magma,
Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks.
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.