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 Belarus and from Woodstock.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Teasers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bauhaus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Fania All-Stars,
Darondo,
The Grass Roots,
Easy Going,
The J.B.'s,
Terrestrial Tones,
Mission of Burma,
Wings,
Rites of Spring,
The Trojans,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Scion,
Model 500,
the Association,
Interpol,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Thompson Twins,
Gil Scott Heron,
Connie Case,
The Techniques,
Ronan,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Buzzcocks,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Crispian St. Peters,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Clear Light,
Toni Rubio,
R.M.O.,
Skaos,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bill Near,
Unrelated Segments,
Infiniti,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Walker Brothers,
Jandek,
Sällskapet,
Bobby Byrd,
Jerry's Kids,
Icehouse,
Faraquet,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Can,
Barbara Tucker,
Junior Murvin,
EPMD,
Essential Logic,
Fear,
The Dirtbombs,
Qualms,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Skatalites,
Lalann,
Marc Almond,
The Searchers,
Roger Hodgson,
Scott Walker,
Royal Trux,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Cameo,
Davy DMX,
Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock.
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.