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 Finland and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 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 Deadbeat to the dance 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 Kerrie Biddell. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cameo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Coltrane,
Pylon,
Pharoah Sanders,
Soulsonic Force,
JFA,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
10cc,
The Litter,
Quadrant,
Laurel Aitken,
The Motions,
Groovy Waters,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
the Normal,
Chris & Cosey,
Harpers Bizarre,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Albert Ayler,
China Crisis,
John Holt,
Buzzcocks,
The Names,
Gabor Szabo,
John Lydon,
Panda Bear,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Underground Resistance,
MDC,
Junior Murvin,
The Five Americans,
The Wake,
Motorama,
Intrusion,
Sun Ra,
Lindisfarne,
Eric B and Rakim,
Isaac Hayes,
Avey Tare,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Jandek,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Inner City,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Country Teasers,
Soft Machine,
The Pop Group,
Hardrive,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kenny Larkin,
Connie Case,
The Searchers,
Bobby Sherman,
DJ Sneak,
The Slits,
Yellowson,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Amon Düül,
Joe Finger,
The Busters,
Fluxion,
The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy.
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.