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 Romania and from Toronto.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 David Bowie 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 Grandmaster Flash to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Todd Rundgren. All the underground hits.
All Mo-Dettes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Letta Mbulu 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 sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Loose Ends,
DNA,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Godley & Creme,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Fad Gadget,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Little Man,
Warren Ellis,
Soul Sonic Force,
This Heat,
Sam Rivers,
The Moody Blues,
Sixth Finger,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Zeros,
Mo-Dettes,
Alice Coltrane,
Suicide,
Barclay James Harvest,
Procol Harum,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sight & Sound,
Aswad,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Echospace,
The Last Poets,
Lyres,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Fat Boys,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Smog,
Ohio Players,
The New Christs,
The Divine Comedy,
The Five Americans,
The Seeds,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
the Sonics,
Gang Green,
Deepchord,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Urselle,
Infiniti,
The Litter,
Visage,
The Stooges,
Jerry's Kids,
MC5,
Terry Callier,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Sound,
Radiohead,
The Invisible,
Altered Images,
Chris Corsano,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Scion,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Prince Buster,
James White and The Blacks,
Connie Case,
PIL, PIL, PIL, PIL.
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.