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 Palau and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the guitar 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 The Birthday Party to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All Fad Gadget tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ludus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman 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?
Mission of Burma,
U.S. Maple,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
H. Thieme,
Television Personalities,
Man Parrish,
Eric B and Rakim,
A Certain Ratio,
OOIOO,
the Sonics,
Sight & Sound,
MC5,
X-102,
Erykah Badu,
Camouflage,
Derrick Morgan,
Barclay James Harvest,
Iggy Pop,
Japan,
Bizarre Inc.,
Audionom,
the Soft Cell,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Supertramp,
The Detroit Cobras,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Junior Murvin,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Adolescents,
MDC,
In Retrospect,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Television,
Dark Day,
Peter & Gordon,
Dave Gahan,
Tubeway Army,
Anakelly,
Agitation Free,
Cal Tjader,
Albert Ayler,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Magma,
Siglo XX,
Jeff Lynne,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Blackbyrds,
The Red Krayola,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kevin Saunderson,
Livin' Joy,
Oblivians,
Joy Division,
The Vogues,
Scion,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lightning Bolt,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.