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 Iraq and from Delhi.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Pagans to the dance 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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All The Leaves tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marshall Jefferson 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harry Pussy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monochrome Set,
The Victims,
Second Layer,
Vladislav Delay,
Index,
Lungfish,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Hashim,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Pretty Things,
The Fortunes,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Japan,
Patti Smith,
Althea and Donna,
The Seeds,
Shuggie Otis,
PIL,
Nik Kershaw,
One Last Wish,
Soft Cell,
Eli Mardock,
The Vogues,
Mary Jane Girls,
Alison Limerick,
Boredoms,
T.S.O.L.,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Fall,
Connie Case,
The Real Kids,
Trumans Water,
The Knickerbockers,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Electric Prunes,
Spoonie Gee,
Warren Ellis,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Glenn Branca,
Television,
Blake Baxter,
Young Marble Giants,
Guru Guru,
The Dirtbombs,
John Foxx,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Iggy Pop,
Cheater Slicks,
Pierre Henry,
Underground Resistance,
Ornette Coleman,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Yusef Lateef,
Lebanon Hanover,
Dual Sessions,
Grandmaster Flash,
MC5,
Josef K,
the Swans,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.