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 Namibia and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 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 Technova to the grunge 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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All X-101 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rod Modell 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Icehouse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Supertramp,
The Seeds,
Mary Jane Girls,
Roxy Music,
Jacob Miller,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Slave,
Jerry's Kids,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Quantec,
Scrapy,
John Coltrane,
Man Eating Sloth,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Matthew Halsall,
Michelle Simonal,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Mission of Burma,
Q and Not U,
Joey Negro,
This Heat,
Negative Approach,
Ice-T,
Cal Tjader,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lou Reed,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Move,
Stiv Bators,
Ken Boothe,
CMW,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
L. Decosne,
World's Most,
Royal Trux,
Echospace,
Severed Heads,
Black Flag,
Brick,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sun Ra,
James White and The Blacks,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Quando Quango,
Sonny Sharrock,
the Slits,
Delta 5,
The Zeros,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Radiohead,
Tomorrow,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Skatalites,
June Days,
The Doors,
John Cale,
Marc Almond,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Rekid,
Talk Talk,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines.
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.