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 Cameroon and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the 808 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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 X-101. All the underground hits.
All DeepChord presents Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camouflage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
Dead Boys,
The Blues Magoos,
Yellowson,
Absolute Body Control,
Eric Copeland,
Liliput,
Index,
Con Funk Shun,
Pantaleimon,
Silicon Teens,
Sandy B,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Maleditus Sound,
Black Moon,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Maurizio,
David Axelrod,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Birthday Party,
Yusef Lateef,
Los Fastidios,
Toni Rubio,
Piero Umiliani,
Clear Light,
Amazonics,
Jandek,
Dave Gahan,
Y Pants,
Bauhaus,
Lungfish,
Bronski Beat,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ultimate Spinach,
Motorama,
Rosa Yemen,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Stiv Bators,
June Days,
Von Mondo,
Visage,
The Stooges,
Steve Hackett,
Todd Rundgren,
The Martian,
Suburban Knight,
The American Breed,
Sixth Finger,
Throbbing Gristle,
Morten Harket,
Archie Shepp,
Charles Mingus,
Andrew Hill,
The Gladiators,
Boredoms,
Dual Sessions,
Lightning Bolt,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lee Hazlewood,
ABBA,
Curtis Mayfield,
Underground Resistance,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.