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 Ecuador and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 oboe 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 Black Flag to the funk 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 Blake Baxter. All the underground hits.
All John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Bowie record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Infiniti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Altered Images,
Derrick May,
The Raincoats,
Panda Bear,
Procol Harum,
The American Breed,
Davy DMX,
Goldenarms,
Hoover,
Curtis Mayfield,
Flipper,
Joy Division,
Kaleidoscope,
Silicon Teens,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
UT,
Negative Approach,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Soul Sonic Force,
John Lydon,
Sällskapet,
The United States of America,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Intrusion,
Simply Red,
The Searchers,
Amon Düül,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lungfish,
Sonic Youth,
Cluster,
Mission of Burma,
The Count Five,
Aural Exciters,
Clear Light,
Lucky Dragons,
The Red Krayola,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Brand Nubian,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Neu!,
Joyce Sims,
Minor Threat,
The Human League,
Ohio Players,
Anthony Braxton,
Chris & Cosey,
Franke,
Skaos,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Sound,
Jandek,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Angels of Light,
Radio Birdman,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
It's A Beautiful Day,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Slits,
Gang Gang Dance,
Stiv Bators,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
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.