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 Cape Verde and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Alice Coltrane to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Joey Negro. All the underground hits.
All Yellowson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Görl record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Sound,
The Cramps,
AZ,
Joy Division,
Country Teasers,
Eden Ahbez,
June of 44,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Blossom Toes,
Janne Schatter,
Chris Corsano,
the Normal,
Wally Richardson,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Max Romeo,
World's Most,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lower 48,
Sugar Minott,
Trumans Water,
Ronnie Foster,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Bob Dylan,
Schoolly D,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Monochrome Set,
The Mojo Men,
Surgeon,
Fugazi,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
D'Angelo,
Outsiders,
The Names,
Michelle Simonal,
E-Dancer,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Skatalites,
Supertramp,
Lyres,
T. Rex,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ultimate Spinach,
the Swans,
Kool Moe Dee,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Martian,
Sandy B,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sun City Girls,
Bill Wells,
Jeff Mills,
The Divine Comedy,
Jeff Lynne,
Banda Bassotti,
Bauhaus,
Panda Bear,
Dark Day,
Television,
The Litter,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.