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 Nauru and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 EPMD to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jimmy McGriff record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Maleditus Sound,
Young Marble Giants,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Gang of Four,
John Holt,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Tubeway Army,
The Cowsills,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Happenings,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Darondo,
Swans,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Visage,
Hashim,
L. Decosne,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Avey Tare,
Sun Ra,
Todd Terry,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ultra Naté,
Black Moon,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
John Foxx,
The Tremeloes,
Unwound,
R.M.O.,
Gabor Szabo,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
New York Dolls,
Q and Not U,
Robert Hood,
Donald Byrd,
Public Enemy,
Dead Boys,
Jacob Miller,
Colin Newman,
The Pop Group,
Arcadia,
Suburban Knight,
Quando Quango,
The Shadows of Knight,
Eli Mardock,
Throbbing Gristle,
Minutemen,
Jeff Lynne,
The Saints,
The Knickerbockers,
Moby Grape,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Trumans Water,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Funky Four + One,
The Fugs,
Ornette Coleman,
Smog,
Main Source,
10cc,
Blancmange, Blancmange, Blancmange, Blancmange.
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.