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 Solomon Islands and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 oboe 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 La Düsseldorf 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 Ajijia Myrayebe. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Byrd 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 grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eurythmics,
Deadbeat,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Trojans,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Suicide,
Peter & Gordon,
Nils Olav,
The Blackbyrds,
Massinfluence,
Ornette Coleman,
Lyres,
X-101,
Maleditus Sound,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Misunderstood,
The Raincoats,
Robert Wyatt,
Television Personalities,
The Gladiators,
Jeru the Damaja,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Man Parrish,
Kurtis Blow,
Ohio Players,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jandek,
Boz Scaggs,
Donald Byrd,
Freddie Wadling,
The Seeds,
Negative Approach,
Mo-Dettes,
The Standells,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Archie Shepp,
Blake Baxter,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Pantytec,
Shoche,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Toni Rubio,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
the Swans,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
MC5,
Infiniti,
Warren Ellis,
Bush Tetras,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Derrick Morgan,
Porter Ricks,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Roxy Music,
Organ,
Faust,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gabor Szabo,
Eric Dolphy,
Moss Icon,
The Shadows of Knight,
Scan 7,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry.
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.