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 Iceland and from Taipei.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Magazine to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Gastr Del Sol. All the underground hits.
All X-101 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James Chance & The Contortions 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Radiohead,
the Association,
Absolute Body Control,
Can,
The Selecter,
Junior Murvin,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ken Boothe,
Metal Thangz,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Tom Boy,
Main Source,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Smiths,
The Pretty Things,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Pet Shop Boys,
World's Most,
Public Enemy,
Deakin,
Roy Ayers,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Mad Mike,
Piero Umiliani,
Ice-T,
Josef K,
The Motions,
Suburban Knight,
Wings,
DJ Style,
The Count Five,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Terry Callier,
MC5,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Todd Terry,
Average White Band,
Television Personalities,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sandy B,
Matthew Bourne,
Trumans Water,
Barry Ungar,
Reagan Youth,
Nico,
Das Ding,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bobby Womack,
A Certain Ratio,
Boredoms,
Jesper Dahlback,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sun Ra,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Lightning Bolt,
The Slackers,
Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich.
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.