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 Guinea and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Godley & Creme to the punk 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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tubeway Army 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sällskapet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Tommy Roe,
Guru Guru,
Marmalade,
Joyce Sims,
Pere Ubu,
Flipper,
Kas Product,
Robert Görl,
Fad Gadget,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eric Dolphy,
Dawn Penn,
Dennis Brown,
Siglo XX,
New Age Steppers,
Sixth Finger,
Charles Mingus,
PIL,
Organ,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Offenders,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jandek,
The Sonics,
The Gap Band,
The Monochrome Set,
Aural Exciters,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Cramps,
The Wake,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Blues Magoos,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Model 500,
Rufus Thomas,
Althea and Donna,
Soulsonic Force,
Bill Near,
Unwound,
Quantec,
Sugar Minott,
Glenn Branca,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lungfish,
Davy DMX,
Albert Ayler,
Graham Central Station,
Ossler,
Robert Wyatt,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jeff Mills,
The Saints,
Television,
Wolf Eyes,
Joensuu 1685,
The Walker Brothers,
The J.B.'s,
Pole,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Severed Heads,
Popol Vuh,
Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding.
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.