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 Iceland and from Woodstock.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the oboe 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 Underground Resistance to the crunk 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 The Dave Clark Five. All the underground hits.
All Kerrie Biddell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Wyatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
48th St. Collective,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sarah Menescal,
Ludus,
kango's stein massive,
Hardrive,
Scientists,
Dave Gahan,
Scott Walker,
James White and The Blacks,
Can,
Al Stewart,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Smiths,
Section 25,
Brand Nubian,
John Holt,
Arthur Verocai,
Main Source,
Audionom,
the Sonics,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Monks,
Boogie Down Productions,
Moebius,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ornette Coleman,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Glenn Branca,
Danielle Patucci,
K-Klass,
X-101,
Mantronix,
Crime,
Stereo Dub,
The Electric Prunes,
Ice-T,
Reagan Youth,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Raincoats,
New York Dolls,
Skarface,
Gichy Dan,
The Music Machine,
Funky Four + One,
the Normal,
Soft Machine,
Von Mondo,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Standells,
The Mojo Men,
Second Layer,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Stiv Bators,
Derrick Morgan,
Swans,
R.M.O.,
Rakim,
Maleditus Sound,
Faraquet,
Slick Rick,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie.
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.