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 United States and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 OOIOO to the funk 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 Judy Mowatt. All the underground hits.
All Technova tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Techniques record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott Heron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rapeman,
Moss Icon,
Joensuu 1685,
Janne Schatter,
Pharoah Sanders,
Basic Channel,
Radiopuhelimet,
the Slits,
Avey Tare,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lungfish,
Country Teasers,
Al Stewart,
Jacques Brel,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Theoretical Girls,
Kerri Chandler,
Mission of Burma,
Lakeside,
The Alarm Clocks,
10cc,
David McCallum,
R.M.O.,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Trojans,
Todd Rundgren,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Fall,
Kevin Saunderson,
Vainqueur,
Yellowson,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Trumans Water,
Outsiders,
Rekid,
The Velvet Underground,
Nirvana,
The New Christs,
Jeru the Damaja,
Young Marble Giants,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lightning Bolt,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Main Source,
The Gladiators,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Mars,
Urselle,
Joyce Sims,
Amazonics,
Average White Band,
Dual Sessions,
John Foxx,
Bluetip,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Dark Day,
Sparks,
Stockholm Monsters,
the Sonics,
Tomorrow,
Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag.
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.