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 Cambodia and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Scott Walker to the grime 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 The Mojo Men. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül II tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
Rufus Thomas,
Anakelly,
Pulsallama,
Todd Terry,
Todd Rundgren,
The Slackers,
Lou Reed,
Radiopuhelimet,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The United States of America,
Yaz,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Residents,
Wolf Eyes,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gabor Szabo,
PIL,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Outsiders,
The Human League,
Section 25,
Electric Prunes,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Iggy Pop,
Agent Orange,
Monolake,
Newcleus,
Cecil Taylor,
Television Personalities,
Slave,
Groovy Waters,
X-102,
Theoretical Girls,
Lee Hazlewood,
Arcadia,
Soulsonic Force,
The Walker Brothers,
The Velvet Underground,
Bauhaus,
The Busters,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Liliput,
Scratch Acid,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Black Bananas,
Thee Headcoats,
The Last Poets,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lebanon Hanover,
Echospace,
The Wake,
Howard Jones,
Nik Kershaw,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Angry Samoans,
Michelle Simonal,
Mantronix,
Crispy Ambulance,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lindisfarne,
Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp.
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.