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 Argentina and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the sitar 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 Nico to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Symarip. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erykah Badu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slackers,
Surgeon,
Byron Stingily,
Suicide,
Desert Stars,
EPMD,
Joensuu 1685,
Sixth Finger,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sam Rivers,
Fluxion,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
June of 44,
Parry Music,
John Lydon,
Skriet,
Janne Schatter,
The Cure,
Junior Murvin,
One Last Wish,
The Martian,
The Pop Group,
Swans,
Moss Icon,
Radio Birdman,
Zero Boys,
Symarip,
The Grass Roots,
cv313,
Spandau Ballet,
Subhumans,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Popol Vuh,
Ituana,
Excepter,
The Smiths,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Khruangbin,
Funkadelic,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Fall,
Oneida,
Groovy Waters,
Boz Scaggs,
the Fania All-Stars,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Neu!,
OOIOO,
Youth Brigade,
Thee Headcoats,
The Gap Band,
Judy Mowatt,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Mr. Review,
Make Up,
Sparks,
Sugar Minott,
Toni Rubio,
Erasure,
Gang Starr,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bill Wells,
Q65,
Ludus, Ludus, Ludus, Ludus.
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.