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 Nigeria and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 clarinet 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 Deadbeat to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kango’s Stein Massive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Magma record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
Ken Boothe,
The Pretty Things,
The Slits,
the Soft Cell,
Faust,
The Fuzztones,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Kayak,
Soul II Soul,
The United States of America,
Josef K,
Amon Düül,
Talk Talk,
Black Sheep,
Scion,
U.S. Maple,
L. Decosne,
Eden Ahbez,
Yaz,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Groovy Waters,
Black Flag,
The Residents,
Sandy B,
Surgeon,
ABBA,
Aural Exciters,
Lou Christie,
DNA,
Smog,
Pharoah Sanders,
Porter Ricks,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Zapp,
Kool Moe Dee,
a-ha,
Aaron Thompson,
Sight & Sound,
PIL,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cheater Slicks,
Slick Rick,
Derrick Morgan,
Roxy Music,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Andrew Hill,
Crispy Ambulance,
D'Angelo,
Boredoms,
The Smoke,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Maleditus Sound,
The Monks,
Essential Logic,
The Motions,
Howard Jones,
Fat Boys,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.