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 Ukraine and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Albert Ayler to the jazz 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 Robert Wyatt. All the underground hits.
All The Leaves tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New York Dolls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lightning Bolt 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?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Quantec,
Skriet,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Fugazi,
Royal Trux,
Albert Ayler,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ludus,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Cameo,
This Heat,
Crash Course in Science,
Talk Talk,
CMW,
Skaos,
Todd Rundgren,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gerry Rafferty,
Severed Heads,
Index,
The Five Americans,
The Raincoats,
The Neon Judgement,
B.T. Express,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Remains,
Scott Walker,
Wings,
Depeche Mode,
James White and The Blacks,
Letta Mbulu,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Crime,
Camouflage,
Ultimate Spinach,
Spoonie Gee,
John Lydon,
The Saints,
The Alarm Clocks,
Mary Jane Girls,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Byron Stingily,
John Holt,
Saccharine Trust,
Dark Day,
Connie Case,
The United States of America,
Interpol,
Crispy Ambulance,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Altered Images,
Gang Green,
The Gun Club,
Alice Coltrane,
Von Mondo,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Reuben Wilson,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Count Five,
Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour.
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.