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 Portugal and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 theremin 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 Trumans Water to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Qualms. All the underground hits.
All Mr. Review tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Popol Vuh 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Loose Ends,
Pere Ubu,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Excepter,
Negative Approach,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Fatback Band,
Bauhaus,
Public Image Ltd.,
Nick Fraelich,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ponytail,
Jawbox,
the Bar-Kays,
Sight & Sound,
Mission of Burma,
The Names,
In Retrospect,
Bill Wells,
Pulsallama,
Symarip,
The Real Kids,
Rhythm & Sound,
Tomorrow,
Panda Bear,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Blackbyrds,
Camberwell Now,
AZ,
Skaos,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Dead Boys,
Glenn Branca,
The Fugs,
Spandau Ballet,
Warren Ellis,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Stooges,
Lou Christie,
Soft Machine,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sun Ra,
The Dead C,
Jimmy McGriff,
Liliput,
Malaria!,
Crooked Eye,
Neil Young,
Sam Rivers,
Duran Duran,
X-102,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Cure,
Can,
Graham Central Station,
FM Einheit,
Girls At Our Best!,
Scientists,
Moebius,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.