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 Afghanistan and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Roxy Music to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Fugazi. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spandau Ballet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Loose Ends record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Minny Pops,
Hardrive,
Scion,
The Birthday Party,
One Last Wish,
Little Man,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Fugs,
La Düsseldorf,
Outsiders,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Music Machine,
Easy Going,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Doors,
Yazoo,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Average White Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The New Christs,
Anakelly,
T.S.O.L.,
Accadde A,
The Flesh Eaters,
Max Romeo,
Robert Görl,
Cluster,
Todd Terry,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Arthur Verocai,
Zapp,
The Vogues,
Section 25,
Panda Bear,
the Normal,
Ohio Players,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Marc Almond,
Dead Boys,
New York Dolls,
Oneida,
Technova,
The Count Five,
Joe Smooth,
The Fuzztones,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Radiohead,
New Order,
Freddie Wadling,
Television,
The Detroit Cobras,
Hot Snakes,
The Modern Lovers,
Au Pairs,
Nico,
The Gap Band,
The Electric Prunes,
Frankie Knuckles,
Fad Gadget,
The Walker Brothers,
Amon Düül II,
Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe.
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.