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 Panama and from Winnipeg.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 organ 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 The Seeds to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All Gastr Del Sol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
Monks,
Fela Kuti,
Bobby Womack,
Nik Kershaw,
Depeche Mode,
Scott Walker,
The Searchers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Eden Ahbez,
The Monochrome Set,
Nils Olav,
Groovy Waters,
Donny Hathaway,
Youth Brigade,
Quando Quango,
The Birthday Party,
Harry Pussy,
The Human League,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lee Hazlewood,
Dead Boys,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sandy B,
Ultravox,
Television Personalities,
Second Layer,
H. Thieme,
MC5,
Donald Byrd,
Cecil Taylor,
Robert Hood,
Animal Collective,
Tres Demented,
Nirvana,
Black Flag,
Derrick May,
The Fire Engines,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Danielle Patucci,
Kas Product,
Public Enemy,
Deakin,
Section 25,
X-101,
John Foxx,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
These Immortal Souls,
Fatback Band,
David Bowie,
Don Cherry,
Silicon Teens,
John Cale,
The Victims,
Flamin' Groovies,
Schoolly D,
The Grass Roots,
Sister Nancy,
The Monks,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Adolescents,
Interpol,
Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker.
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.