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 Comoros and from Copenhagen.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 chamberlin 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 Magma to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All Goldenarms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gladiators 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wolf Eyes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Cell,
Toni Rubio,
Unwound,
The Gun Club,
Arcadia,
Pantytec,
Half Japanese,
the Swans,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Electric Prunes,
The Motions,
Sun City Girls,
Sonic Youth,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Chrome,
Stereo Dub,
Desert Stars,
Bootsy Collins,
Boredoms,
The Sonics,
The Durutti Column,
Hashim,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Unrelated Segments,
Letta Mbulu,
Soul Sonic Force,
Al Stewart,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Morten Harket,
the Association,
Terry Callier,
Marshall Jefferson,
Saccharine Trust,
The Selecter,
Deepchord,
The Victims,
Tim Buckley,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Gerry Rafferty,
Blake Baxter,
Pere Ubu,
Todd Rundgren,
The Remains,
OOIOO,
L. Decosne,
Moebius,
Ituana,
June Days,
Scratch Acid,
Brand Nubian,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Barclay James Harvest,
Janne Schatter,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lebanon Hanover,
Section 25,
Main Source,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.