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 Belgium and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Stereo Dub to the rock 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 Be Bop Deluxe. All the underground hits.
All Cameo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Motorama record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
Yaz,
The Slits,
Skarface,
Roger Hodgson,
The Evens,
Depeche Mode,
Josef K,
OOIOO,
Kerrie Biddell,
the Slits,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Dirtbombs,
Sarah Menescal,
The Buckinghams,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Zapp,
Ludus,
Gang Starr,
Letta Mbulu,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Doors,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Half Japanese,
Underground Resistance,
Freddie Wadling,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Anthony Braxton,
X-101,
Nick Fraelich,
Tomorrow,
Grey Daturas,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Dead Boys,
Lindisfarne,
The Trojans,
Franke,
The Martian,
Wolf Eyes,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Iggy Pop,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Fear,
Nirvana,
The Cowsills,
Roxy Music,
John Foxx,
Accadde A,
Pylon,
the Association,
The Kinks,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Cameo,
Icehouse,
Colin Newman,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Shuggie Otis,
Gang Green,
The Fortunes,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.