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 Honduras and from Manchester.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the sitar 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 Pulsallama to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 DJ Sneak. All the underground hits.
All Urselle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Trojans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
EPMD,
Alphaville,
Cecil Taylor,
The Wake,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Velvet Underground,
X-101,
Siglo XX,
Surgeon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Tres Demented,
The Zeros,
Silicon Teens,
Alice Coltrane,
Anthony Braxton,
X-102,
Erykah Badu,
Tears for Fears,
The J.B.'s,
D'Angelo,
Amon Düül II,
Charles Mingus,
Malaria!,
The Stooges,
FM Einheit,
The Index,
Yellowson,
The Buckinghams,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kayak,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sällskapet,
James White and The Blacks,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Mighty Diamonds,
New Age Steppers,
La Düsseldorf,
Andrew Hill,
Junior Murvin,
Mark Hollis,
Jeru the Damaja,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Second Layer,
Japan,
Inner City,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Kenny Larkin,
Pere Ubu,
Jeff Lynne,
Ituana,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ronnie Foster,
Tim Buckley,
Blake Baxter,
Brand Nubian,
Man Eating Sloth,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
New Order, New Order, New Order, New Order.
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.