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 Tanzania and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 ABC to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Eyeless In Gaza. All the underground hits.
All Sarah Menescal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
EPMD,
Mr. Review,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Fall,
Sonic Youth,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Organ,
Bobby Womack,
Amazonics,
Marmalade,
David Axelrod,
Glenn Branca,
Rapeman,
The Velvet Underground,
Alice Coltrane,
Nas,
Basic Channel,
Outsiders,
MC5,
The Cramps,
Flamin' Groovies,
New York Dolls,
Lungfish,
The Music Machine,
Los Fastidios,
The Birthday Party,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Busters,
Tres Demented,
Sparks,
Excepter,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lebanon Hanover,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Vogues,
Ludus,
Amon Düül,
Grauzone,
New Order,
The Fortunes,
Lalann,
The Happenings,
The Pretty Things,
Morten Harket,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Heaven 17,
Gang Starr,
The Smoke,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Carl Craig,
Camberwell Now,
Bauhaus,
The Five Americans,
Bobby Hutcherson,
kango's stein massive,
Skaos,
Monolake,
Panda Bear,
June of 44,
Swans, Swans, Swans, Swans.
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.