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 Spain and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 Paris and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Jesus and Mary Chain to the grunge 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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All Harmonia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marmalade 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonic Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Avey Tare,
Mark Hollis,
The Residents,
Television,
The Selecter,
John Foxx,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Fat Boys,
Eddi Front,
Sugar Minott,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kool Moe Dee,
Laurel Aitken,
Jesper Dahlback,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Newcleus,
The United States of America,
MC5,
Blake Baxter,
Sarah Menescal,
Connie Case,
Little Man,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Germs,
Smog,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Radio Birdman,
Bush Tetras,
Black Pus,
Wire,
Lower 48,
Tubeway Army,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Wasted Youth,
The Doors,
Barrington Levy,
Shoche,
The Black Dice,
Essential Logic,
The Detroit Cobras,
Fluxion,
Magazine,
The Modern Lovers,
Hot Snakes,
Kerrie Biddell,
Erasure,
Can,
The Real Kids,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Golliwogs,
Pet Shop Boys,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Sonics,
Chris Corsano,
The Neon Judgement,
Joey Negro,
Basic Channel,
Suburban Knight,
Electric Prunes,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sight & Sound,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.