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 Liechtenstein and from Hong Kong.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Wally Richardson to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Joe Finger. All the underground hits.
All The Fugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brick 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
48th St. Collective,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
U.S. Maple,
H. Thieme,
June of 44,
Gong,
Brothers Johnson,
Los Fastidios,
Junior Murvin,
Jeru the Damaja,
Skarface,
Cluster,
Tropical Tobacco,
Pulsallama,
Mad Mike,
Television,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Interpol,
Lindisfarne,
Japan,
Massinfluence,
Goldenarms,
The Slackers,
June Days,
Anakelly,
Royal Trux,
The Cure,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sugar Minott,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Techniques,
The Fuzztones,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Birthday Party,
Babytalk,
Derrick Morgan,
cv313,
The Real Kids,
Vainqueur,
Eric Copeland,
Patti Smith,
Amazonics,
Audionom,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Stiv Bators,
Minor Threat,
Donny Hathaway,
Procol Harum,
Lou Reed,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Reagan Youth,
Roxette,
Eurythmics,
Aswad,
Glenn Branca,
Livin' Joy,
Pantytec,
Tim Buckley,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.