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 Angola and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Mexico City.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Crooked Eye to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Thompson Twins. All the underground hits.
All Wally Richardson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Schoolly D,
Crime,
Todd Rundgren,
Black Pus,
R.M.O.,
Pussy Galore,
Lalann,
John Lydon,
Bill Wells,
Cameo,
New York Dolls,
Yellowson,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Unwound,
Bush Tetras,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Marine Girls,
Adolescents,
MC5,
LL Cool J,
Sight & Sound,
Susan Cadogan,
The Pop Group,
Sound Behaviour,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Public Image Ltd.,
Swans,
CMW,
Aural Exciters,
The Happenings,
Guru Guru,
Mantronix,
Fugazi,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Idris Muhammad,
The Victims,
Magma,
Ituana,
Faraquet,
Eden Ahbez,
Cal Tjader,
Theoretical Girls,
Fluxion,
Marvin Gaye,
Laurel Aitken,
Nils Olav,
The Seeds,
Bobby Womack,
Agent Orange,
Aloha Tigers,
Gang of Four,
The Pretty Things,
Sexual Harrassment,
Model 500,
T.S.O.L.,
Con Funk Shun,
Goldenarms,
OOIOO,
Gichy Dan,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Move, The Move, The Move, The Move.
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.