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 Ukraine and from Halifax.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Graham Central Station to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Frankie Knuckles. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Terry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Davy DMX,
Boredoms,
The Fall,
Junior Murvin,
Brick,
Nico,
DNA,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sonny Sharrock,
Slave,
The Gories,
Moby Grape,
Brass Construction,
Scientists,
Fear,
Vainqueur,
Altered Images,
Panda Bear,
Arcadia,
Idris Muhammad,
The Grass Roots,
the Bar-Kays,
Robert Hood,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Swans,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Nick Fraelich,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Jacob Miller,
The Buckinghams,
FM Einheit,
Ultra Naté,
the Fania All-Stars,
Kas Product,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Index,
Erasure,
The Count Five,
Leonard Cohen,
The Busters,
Depeche Mode,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Hasil Adkins,
Tubeway Army,
Radio Birdman,
Lakeside,
Brand Nubian,
Flipper,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Shoche,
The Cure,
The Cramps,
Scion,
X-101,
D'Angelo,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Yellowson,
Monolake,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.