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 Finland and from Manchester.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 theremin 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 Alice Coltrane to the disco 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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All Pulsallama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Birthday Party record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moebius,
Ituana,
The Smiths,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Birthday Party,
Goldenarms,
Ronan,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Talk Talk,
Rites of Spring,
The Leaves,
Minnie Riperton,
Yaz,
JFA,
Darondo,
E-Dancer,
Buzzcocks,
Sight & Sound,
Derrick May,
Robert Wyatt,
Morten Harket,
Amon Düül II,
Michelle Simonal,
Brand Nubian,
T.S.O.L.,
Eve St. Jones,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Toni Rubio,
Flash Fearless,
Bobby Sherman,
The Monochrome Set,
Mandrill,
The Sonics,
cv313,
The Angels of Light,
The Litter,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Names,
The Standells,
Alison Limerick,
Unwound,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
F. McDonald,
Whodini,
The Zeros,
Fela Kuti,
Ponytail,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Heaven 17,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Surgeon,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Dennis Brown,
Dawn Penn,
Black Flag,
Excepter,
48th St. Collective,
Magazine,
Dark Day,
The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood.
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.