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 Dominica and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 synthesizer 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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lonnie Liston Smith. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Moon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Iggy Pop,
The Motions,
Glenn Branca,
Youth Brigade,
The Slackers,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Depeche Mode,
Buzzcocks,
Al Stewart,
Marcia Griffiths,
Flipper,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Electric Prunes,
The Raincoats,
Loose Ends,
Cluster,
Susan Cadogan,
Sparks,
The Shadows of Knight,
Eddi Front,
Rakim,
Panda Bear,
Average White Band,
Parry Music,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Grauzone,
John Holt,
the Slits,
Minutemen,
The New Christs,
Public Enemy,
Duran Duran,
Pagans,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Neon Judgement,
Avey Tare,
Kayak,
Siglo XX,
Arab on Radar,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Crash Course in Science,
The Last Poets,
Ronnie Foster,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Newcleus,
Tom Boy,
Clear Light,
the Swans,
Wire,
Rapeman,
EPMD,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Intrusion,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Steve Hackett,
Glambeats Corp.,
Eden Ahbez,
Scott Walker,
Eric Copeland,
Lalo Schifrin,
Eli Mardock,
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.