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 Russia and from Johannesburg.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Saccharine Trust to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 New York Dolls. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sound Behaviour record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joyce Sims,
Albert Ayler,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Malaria!,
Average White Band,
Cameo,
Throbbing Gristle,
Rekid,
Arab on Radar,
Boredoms,
Michelle Simonal,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sonny Sharrock,
Man Parrish,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Neil Young,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Cure,
Wire,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Last Poets,
Dual Sessions,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Camouflage,
The Stooges,
Kayak,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Black Dice,
Stereo Dub,
Godley & Creme,
Kurtis Blow,
H. Thieme,
Index,
Vladislav Delay,
the Swans,
Black Pus,
Joy Division,
Adolescents,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Music Machine,
The Evens,
Lucky Dragons,
Harry Pussy,
The Offenders,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Thee Headcoats,
Warsaw,
Make Up,
The Monks,
The United States of America,
Danielle Patucci,
Robert Görl,
Maleditus Sound,
Flash Fearless,
The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men.
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.