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 Chad and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar 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 Bill Near to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All The Cosmic Jokers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Richard Hell and the Voidoids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moleskins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Holt,
Jerry's Kids,
Dual Sessions,
Erykah Badu,
Basic Channel,
Matthew Bourne,
Reagan Youth,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Residents,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Monolake,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Wolf Eyes,
The Human League,
Idris Muhammad,
Public Enemy,
Girls At Our Best!,
Dead Boys,
The Alarm Clocks,
Kas Product,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gang Gang Dance,
This Heat,
Ultravox,
Morten Harket,
Jeff Lynne,
Cecil Taylor,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bobby Byrd,
Gang Starr,
Make Up,
The Zeros,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The J.B.'s,
Grandmaster Flash,
Isaac Hayes,
Tomorrow,
Lindisfarne,
Wire,
Terry Callier,
Yellowson,
K-Klass,
Ludus,
Robert Wyatt,
Scientists,
The Busters,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Amazonics,
Albert Ayler,
Sex Pistols,
EPMD,
Rakim,
PIL,
Ituana,
The Velvet Underground,
Curtis Mayfield,
Joe Smooth,
Sällskapet,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.