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 St Lucia and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Manila.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
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 The Slackers to the grime 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 Gang Green. All the underground hits.
All The Five Americans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warsaw record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Young Marble Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scion,
Erasure,
The Happenings,
Average White Band,
Radiopuhelimet,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Kerrie Biddell,
Rekid,
Bauhaus,
The New Christs,
Black Pus,
Johnny Osbourne,
EPMD,
Franke,
World's Most,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Fugs,
Pharoah Sanders,
Roger Hodgson,
The Velvet Underground,
Crispy Ambulance,
Accadde A,
Terrestrial Tones,
Goldenarms,
The Slits,
Harpers Bizarre,
Massinfluence,
Icehouse,
The Vogues,
Au Pairs,
Infiniti,
Supertramp,
Scientists,
The Wake,
Arcadia,
Yellowson,
Byron Stingily,
Freddie Wadling,
Sight & Sound,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Warren Ellis,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Pantaleimon,
Neu!,
Robert Hood,
Duran Duran,
Rod Modell,
The Mummies,
The Cure,
Colin Newman,
H. Thieme,
The Birthday Party,
Trumans Water,
Bizarre Inc.,
kango's stein massive,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Evens,
Parry Music,
Al Stewart,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.