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 Austria and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 Manchester and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar 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 Eve St. Jones to the dance 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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hardrive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Freddie Wadling,
Davy DMX,
Todd Terry,
Chris & Cosey,
Tommy Roe,
Au Pairs,
The Stooges,
Soft Machine,
Bill Wells,
Pylon,
Sixth Finger,
Derrick May,
X-102,
Radiohead,
The Walker Brothers,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Rekid,
Los Fastidios,
Janne Schatter,
Arthur Verocai,
Crispian St. Peters,
James White and The Blacks,
The Gap Band,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Grass Roots,
Model 500,
Cheater Slicks,
Stereo Dub,
Eric Dolphy,
Crime,
Agitation Free,
Spoonie Gee,
Isaac Hayes,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Skriet,
Suicide,
Marmalade,
Heaven 17,
Monolake,
Skaos,
Ludus,
Oneida,
Spandau Ballet,
Hoover,
The Cramps,
Dual Sessions,
Tim Buckley,
Lou Reed,
Sarah Menescal,
E-Dancer,
Ken Boothe,
D'Angelo,
Lakeside,
Nico,
Marc Almond,
Eddi Front,
Fatback Band,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Adolescents,
The Smiths,
Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt.
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.