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 Tonga and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 linndrum 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 Hasil Adkins 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 Steve Hackett. All the underground hits.
All Pagans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bluetip record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantytec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Qualms,
The Beau Brummels,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Index,
the Bar-Kays,
Japan,
Sun Ra,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Metal Thangz,
Sparks,
The Wake,
Alphaville,
Pagans,
Terrestrial Tones,
Quando Quango,
UT,
Moebius,
The Gories,
Schoolly D,
The Golliwogs,
Cybotron,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Leaves,
Harry Pussy,
Unwound,
Bluetip,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Smiths,
Joey Negro,
MDC,
The Doors,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Man Parrish,
Jacob Miller,
Siglo XX,
the Normal,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Black Flag,
Inner City,
The Monks,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Thompson Twins,
Josef K,
The United States of America,
Animal Collective,
The Buckinghams,
Smog,
Main Source,
Bad Manners,
The Pop Group,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Basic Channel,
Lebanon Hanover,
Yaz,
Connie Case,
Tropical Tobacco,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sound Behaviour,
Nils Olav,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.