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 Zimbabwe and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Robert Hood to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Skriet. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cramps 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ken Boothe,
Avey Tare,
Leonard Cohen,
The Count Five,
Eddi Front,
Brothers Johnson,
DNA,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Quantec,
Mantronix,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Shuggie Otis,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Minutemen,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Kenny Larkin,
Kerri Chandler,
Thompson Twins,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Wings,
Gichy Dan,
Amon Düül II,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Modern Lovers,
Johnny Osbourne,
Drive Like Jehu,
Aural Exciters,
Unrelated Segments,
Joe Smooth,
Jeff Mills,
The Associates,
Bootsy Collins,
UT,
Wasted Youth,
The Slackers,
Agent Orange,
Joey Negro,
Drexciya,
Lungfish,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Guru Guru,
These Immortal Souls,
Crash Course in Science,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Warren Ellis,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sun City Girls,
Lalann,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Misunderstood,
Q65,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Reagan Youth,
The Sound,
Skarface,
Pagans,
The Techniques,
Crispy Ambulance,
Gregory Isaacs,
Joe Finger,
Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones.
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.