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 Brunei and from Johannesburg.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 linndrum 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 The Knickerbockers to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Gong. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alice Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stereo Dub,
Ten City,
Tropical Tobacco,
Khruangbin,
Erasure,
Duran Duran,
Amon Düül,
Audionom,
Derrick Morgan,
Youth Brigade,
the Sonics,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Suburban Knight,
Todd Terry,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Human League,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Alarm Clocks,
Hasil Adkins,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Moody Blues,
Inner City,
Zero Boys,
Qualms,
Eric Copeland,
The Beau Brummels,
The Misunderstood,
The Pretty Things,
Dual Sessions,
The Music Machine,
Joy Division,
The Sonics,
Albert Ayler,
JFA,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Donald Byrd,
The Residents,
Ludus,
Sandy B,
Carl Craig,
Black Sheep,
Graham Central Station,
Girls At Our Best!,
Neu!,
Deepchord,
The Real Kids,
Gang Green,
Public Enemy,
Skaos,
Massinfluence,
The Selecter,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Marine Girls,
Buzzcocks,
The Busters,
Sparks,
Organ,
Q65,
Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter.
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.