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 Bulgaria and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 the Soft Cell 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 The Gories. All the underground hits.
All Depeche Mode tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Surgeon 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drexciya,
Lightning Bolt,
Jandek,
The Beau Brummels,
Chris & Cosey,
Pantaleimon,
Jawbox,
Flamin' Groovies,
Toni Rubio,
Ludus,
Swell Maps,
Depeche Mode,
Interpol,
ABBA,
The United States of America,
The Kinks,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Kevin Saunderson,
ABC,
Cluster,
Supertramp,
Soulsonic Force,
Aloha Tigers,
Hasil Adkins,
Scion,
Wolf Eyes,
Prince Buster,
The Smoke,
The Motions,
Oneida,
Jeff Lynne,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Joey Negro,
Patti Smith,
Siglo XX,
The Music Machine,
Parry Music,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Standells,
Jacob Miller,
Big Daddy Kane,
Little Man,
Arcadia,
Byron Stingily,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Niagra,
Visage,
The Martian,
Peter & Gordon,
Mark Hollis,
The Misunderstood,
Flash Fearless,
Sound Behaviour,
Franke,
The Raincoats,
Gang of Four,
Scott Walker,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Erasure,
James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions.
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.