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 Belgium and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Can to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Stockholm Monsters. All the underground hits.
All Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler 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 snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Image Ltd. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Detroit Cobras,
MC5,
Quadrant,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Mars,
Youth Brigade,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Soft Machine,
Amazonics,
Faraquet,
Dual Sessions,
The Leaves,
Iggy Pop,
Clear Light,
Theoretical Girls,
The Invisible,
The Fire Engines,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Pretty Things,
The Offenders,
Scratch Acid,
Blossom Toes,
Tears for Fears,
Fat Boys,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Girls At Our Best!,
Suicide,
Danielle Patucci,
The Index,
The Cramps,
Essential Logic,
The Black Dice,
Y Pants,
Swans,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Mo-Dettes,
Rhythm & Sound,
JFA,
New York Dolls,
PIL,
Andrew Hill,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Busters,
Public Image Ltd.,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Electric Prunes,
Hasil Adkins,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
New Order,
Ossler,
Guru Guru,
Rufus Thomas,
The Gun Club,
Half Japanese,
The Human League,
Nation of Ulysses,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.