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 Ireland and from Glasgow.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Camberwell Now to the rock 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 Eric Copeland. All the underground hits.
All Fugazi tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Derrick May,
Johnny Osbourne,
Nico,
Unrelated Segments,
Boogie Down Productions,
Roger Hodgson,
Rakim,
Arthur Verocai,
The Sound,
Lee Hazlewood,
Roxette,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Matthew Halsall,
Vainqueur,
World's Most,
Mark Hollis,
Crash Course in Science,
Basic Channel,
The Saints,
Subhumans,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Leonard Cohen,
Pet Shop Boys,
Black Pus,
Dual Sessions,
a-ha,
Hoover,
Faraquet,
Barry Ungar,
Royal Trux,
Maurizio,
Echospace,
The Busters,
The Red Krayola,
Wings,
Joe Smooth,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
June Days,
Das Ding,
Iggy Pop,
Godley & Creme,
Rod Modell,
F. McDonald,
Yellowson,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Donald Byrd,
Harpers Bizarre,
Can,
T. Rex,
Marine Girls,
The Cowsills,
Avey Tare,
Public Image Ltd.,
Eddi Front,
Crispy Ambulance,
Soul Sonic Force,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams.
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.