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 Argentina and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 New Order to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Sonny Sharrock. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonic Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Knickerbockers,
MDC,
OOIOO,
Bob Dylan,
The Tremeloes,
The Monks,
Leonard Cohen,
Swell Maps,
Average White Band,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Blackbyrds,
The Saints,
Magazine,
Roger Hodgson,
Jerry Gold Smith,
David McCallum,
Slave,
Black Bananas,
Radiohead,
Das Ding,
Groovy Waters,
Susan Cadogan,
Avey Tare,
Idris Muhammad,
X-101,
Q and Not U,
Lightning Bolt,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Pole,
Make Up,
Mantronix,
Severed Heads,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lalo Schifrin,
Radio Birdman,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Rekid,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Angry Samoans,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kerrie Biddell,
Marvin Gaye,
Malaria!,
Matthew Halsall,
Circle Jerks,
Stetsasonic,
Chris Corsano,
Bronski Beat,
Scan 7,
Lindisfarne,
the Association,
Flash Fearless,
Negative Approach,
Sight & Sound,
Warren Ellis,
PIL,
Harpers Bizarre,
Peter & Gordon,
The Slackers,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus.
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.