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 Zimbabwe and from Johannesburg.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Max Romeo to the jazz 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron. All the underground hits.
All Albert Ayler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sparks 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro 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 spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Radio Birdman,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Maleditus Sound,
Surgeon,
Mo-Dettes,
Spoonie Gee,
Wings,
The Raincoats,
Cameo,
Funkadelic,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sex Pistols,
Q65,
Lou Christie,
T. Rex,
Ken Boothe,
Public Image Ltd.,
Jesper Dahlback,
Arab on Radar,
48th St. Collective,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Blake Baxter,
Depeche Mode,
Intrusion,
Rufus Thomas,
Nico,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Gong,
Matthew Bourne,
Suburban Knight,
Ronan,
JFA,
Josef K,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Red Krayola,
Tubeway Army,
Janne Schatter,
The Mojo Men,
Lou Reed,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Busters,
the Swans,
The Dave Clark Five,
Adolescents,
Second Layer,
Sam Rivers,
Young Marble Giants,
Lower 48,
Oneida,
Porter Ricks,
Pole,
Rakim,
Marc Almond,
the Germs,
B.T. Express,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton 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.