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 Netherlands and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 spring reverb 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 The Raincoats to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Saccharine Trust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Eating Sloth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
Newcleus,
Barbara Tucker,
Janne Schatter,
Cal Tjader,
Dennis Brown,
Aswad,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Outsiders,
Marshall Jefferson,
R.M.O.,
Von Mondo,
Funkadelic,
Tom Boy,
The Blues Magoos,
Dark Day,
X-102,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Subhumans,
The Fire Engines,
Ornette Coleman,
Model 500,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Knickerbockers,
The Gun Club,
Schoolly D,
Kaleidoscope,
Matthew Bourne,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Dead C,
Flipper,
Tim Buckley,
Jerry's Kids,
Young Marble Giants,
The Associates,
The Moody Blues,
Kenny Larkin,
Soft Cell,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Barracudas,
Josef K,
Das Ding,
Essential Logic,
Gang Starr,
Ultravox,
Heaven 17,
Joensuu 1685,
the Sonics,
Kool Moe Dee,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Flash Fearless,
Minutemen,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Davy DMX,
The Pretty Things,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Marmalade,
The Remains, The Remains, The Remains, The Remains.
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.