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 Jakarta.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and London.
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 chamberlin 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 the Association to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks. All the underground hits.
All Subhumans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Patti Smith 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lungfish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Qualms,
The Evens,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Fluxion,
Brand Nubian,
Anakelly,
Kayak,
John Lydon,
Sarah Menescal,
Tom Boy,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gang Starr,
Funky Four + One,
48th St. Collective,
The Moody Blues,
Ronnie Foster,
Jeff Mills,
The Gladiators,
Robert Wyatt,
Agent Orange,
The Victims,
Roxette,
Fear,
Eve St. Jones,
Tomorrow,
Bob Dylan,
Ultra Naté,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Human League,
The Smiths,
Chris Corsano,
Bobby Byrd,
Rekid,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Barrington Levy,
Sällskapet,
Yaz,
Erasure,
Wally Richardson,
Swans,
Derrick Morgan,
Camberwell Now,
Bizarre Inc.,
Popol Vuh,
Jawbox,
DNA,
These Immortal Souls,
Zapp,
New Order,
the Swans,
Terrestrial Tones,
Yusef Lateef,
Pussy Galore,
Essential Logic,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kerrie Biddell,
Scratch Acid,
Motorama,
Wire,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Robert Görl,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.