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 Sweden and from Hong Kong.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 John Foxx to the grunge 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 DNA. All the underground hits.
All The New Christs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Residents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Little Man record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Todd Terry,
The Tremeloes,
The Moleskins,
Newcleus,
Depeche Mode,
Hoover,
Banda Bassotti,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Detroit Cobras,
Cybotron,
Althea and Donna,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Dorothy Ashby,
Grey Daturas,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Fugs,
The Misunderstood,
Cecil Taylor,
Al Stewart,
The Skatalites,
Lou Reed,
The Angels of Light,
Wasted Youth,
Rufus Thomas,
AZ,
Henry Cow,
Barbara Tucker,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Cluster,
June of 44,
Radiopuhelimet,
Alton Ellis,
Unrelated Segments,
Smog,
Steve Hackett,
Prince Buster,
Lebanon Hanover,
Porter Ricks,
Janne Schatter,
New Age Steppers,
Quantec,
Skriet,
Man Eating Sloth,
Camberwell Now,
Harry Pussy,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bronski Beat,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Unwound,
Circle Jerks,
Chris Corsano,
Moebius,
Clear Light,
Magma,
Gang Gang Dance,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Index,
Kayak,
Iggy Pop,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.