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 Barbados and from Jakarta.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 güiro 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 The Mighty Diamonds to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Pantaleimon. All the underground hits.
All Livin' Joy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Image Ltd. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a World's Most record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skriet,
Fad Gadget,
Negative Approach,
Moss Icon,
Gabor Szabo,
Stereo Dub,
Pylon,
Albert Ayler,
The Cramps,
Khruangbin,
Sonic Youth,
Trumans Water,
The Smoke,
Sarah Menescal,
Sight & Sound,
MDC,
Faust,
The Doors,
Anakelly,
The Durutti Column,
the Fania All-Stars,
Au Pairs,
The Fortunes,
Glenn Branca,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sam Rivers,
Basic Channel,
The Knickerbockers,
The Last Poets,
Barry Ungar,
The Gun Club,
Jeff Lynne,
Arab on Radar,
Scrapy,
the Germs,
Essential Logic,
Echospace,
Kerrie Biddell,
This Heat,
Duran Duran,
Lucky Dragons,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Funky Four + One,
Sun City Girls,
Accadde A,
Thompson Twins,
The Neon Judgement,
The Victims,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lakeside,
Buzzcocks,
Scion,
Judy Mowatt,
Jandek,
Kaleidoscope,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Nico,
Janne Schatter,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Al Stewart,
The Cure,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Brick, Brick, Brick, Brick.
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.