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 Samoa and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 Tehran and Tehran.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Ronnie Foster to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Monolake. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Last Poets 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ornette Coleman,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Dave Gahan,
The Seeds,
Minny Pops,
Essential Logic,
Ultra Naté,
The Slackers,
Aloha Tigers,
Wasted Youth,
Kenny Larkin,
8 Eyed Spy,
Bad Manners,
T.S.O.L.,
Reagan Youth,
Letta Mbulu,
Nation of Ulysses,
Archie Shepp,
The Last Poets,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
UT,
Marine Girls,
Henry Cow,
The Cramps,
the Human League,
Junior Murvin,
Tim Buckley,
The Sound,
Parry Music,
The Blackbyrds,
Smog,
Silicon Teens,
Malaria!,
Peter & Gordon,
Pet Shop Boys,
Moebius,
Brothers Johnson,
Circle Jerks,
Graham Central Station,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Fire Engines,
Lindisfarne,
Deadbeat,
The Black Dice,
The Sonics,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Terrestrial Tones,
Rapeman,
Roxette,
Kerri Chandler,
Saccharine Trust,
Hashim,
Faust,
The Birthday Party,
Carl Craig,
The Saints,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Nik Kershaw,
Kerrie Biddell,
Pharoah Sanders,
Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield.
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.