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 Lesotho and from Lille.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Lille.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Pagans to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All Ponytail tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Silicon Teens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacques Brel,
Michelle Simonal,
Technova,
Unrelated Segments,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Minny Pops,
Make Up,
The New Christs,
Prince Buster,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Graham Central Station,
MC5,
The Victims,
Kurtis Blow,
E-Dancer,
Infiniti,
Guru Guru,
Junior Murvin,
Yellowson,
Popol Vuh,
Absolute Body Control,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Clear Light,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Music Machine,
Duran Duran,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Moebius,
T.S.O.L.,
Malaria!,
The Kinks,
Janne Schatter,
Marine Girls,
T. Rex,
Cecil Taylor,
The Birthday Party,
Dennis Brown,
the Swans,
The Martian,
Blake Baxter,
Icehouse,
Ronan,
Scion,
Metal Thangz,
Roy Ayers,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Seeds,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Scott Walker,
Supertramp,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Camberwell Now,
Joensuu 1685,
Barbara Tucker,
Q and Not U,
The Fugs,
Soulsonic Force,
Ten City,
Susan Cadogan,
The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins.
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.