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 Serbia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 theremin 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 MC5 to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Silicon Teens. All the underground hits.
All Sandy B tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Shadows of Knight record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young & Crazy Horse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faraquet,
Marine Girls,
Mad Mike,
the Swans,
Albert Ayler,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Soul II Soul,
Alison Limerick,
Visage,
Spoonie Gee,
Gil Scott Heron,
Funkadelic,
The Velvet Underground,
Henry Cow,
Curtis Mayfield,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Vogues,
Drexciya,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Dennis Brown,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Raincoats,
The Monochrome Set,
Mr. Review,
Fatback Band,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Camouflage,
The Victims,
Slave,
KRS-One,
Stiv Bators,
Oneida,
CMW,
48th St. Collective,
The Walker Brothers,
Flamin' Groovies,
Pussy Galore,
Joy Division,
Cecil Taylor,
The Searchers,
Lucky Dragons,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Birthday Party,
Laurel Aitken,
Symarip,
Barry Ungar,
Jawbox,
Yazoo,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Section 25,
Basic Channel,
Todd Rundgren,
Chris & Cosey,
Neu!,
Cluster,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Derrick May,
Slick Rick,
David Axelrod,
Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail.
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.