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 Brazil and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 clarinet 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 Eyeless In Gaza to the disco 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 Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.
All Mr. Review tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker + Sunn O))) 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Don Cherry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Inner City,
The Dead C,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Happenings,
Au Pairs,
Neu!,
the Sonics,
Ossler,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Skriet,
The Dirtbombs,
Barbara Tucker,
The Grass Roots,
Scientists,
Don Cherry,
Country Teasers,
Model 500,
Funky Four + One,
Popol Vuh,
Chris & Cosey,
ABC,
Moss Icon,
Dawn Penn,
Television Personalities,
Andrew Hill,
Dark Day,
Little Man,
Basic Channel,
Alison Limerick,
Outsiders,
Groovy Waters,
B.T. Express,
Icehouse,
Khruangbin,
Sarah Menescal,
Swell Maps,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Motions,
Eden Ahbez,
Main Source,
The American Breed,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Danielle Patucci,
Crooked Eye,
One Last Wish,
Ronnie Foster,
Avey Tare,
OOIOO,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Royal Trux,
Tears for Fears,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
John Holt,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Tim Buckley,
The Knickerbockers,
The Offenders,
Althea and Donna,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.