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 Peru and from Jakarta.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Maurizio to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Lower 48. All the underground hits.
All Flamin' Groovies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bang On A Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barclay James Harvest,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lindisfarne,
Soulsonic Force,
Robert Görl,
Ohio Players,
Alice Coltrane,
Marvin Gaye,
Section 25,
Alphaville,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Buzzcocks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Unwound,
Whodini,
Panda Bear,
Average White Band,
Terrestrial Tones,
Stiv Bators,
Lou Christie,
World's Most,
The Young Rascals,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Accadde A,
Nas,
ABC,
Traffic Nightmare,
Pantaleimon,
Sugar Minott,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Music Machine,
Magma,
Das Ding,
Hoover,
OOIOO,
JFA,
Anakelly,
Urselle,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Marcia Griffiths,
Dead Boys,
The Gories,
Skaos,
Ultravox,
John Cale,
Camberwell Now,
Jesper Dahlback,
Johnny Osbourne,
Livin' Joy,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Fuzztones,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Mantronix,
The Shadows of Knight,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Raincoats,
Scrapy,
The Durutti Column,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Blues Magoos,
Todd Rundgren,
Absolute Body Control,
Slave, Slave, Slave, Slave.
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.