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 Estonia and from Philadelphia.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ 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 Faust to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sexual Harrassment. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Porter Ricks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Whodini,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Brothers Johnson,
Newcleus,
Sun City Girls,
Cal Tjader,
Crash Course in Science,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Velvet Underground,
Sixth Finger,
Pere Ubu,
Skriet,
David Axelrod,
Jeff Mills,
Alison Limerick,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Fall,
Television Personalities,
Angry Samoans,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
LL Cool J,
Lucky Dragons,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Youth Brigade,
Rotary Connection,
Jeff Lynne,
Sarah Menescal,
Royal Trux,
Livin' Joy,
Half Japanese,
Los Fastidios,
Rufus Thomas,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Move,
The Motions,
Arab on Radar,
Avey Tare,
Marcia Griffiths,
Gong,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ultra Naté,
Urselle,
Q and Not U,
Peter and Kerry,
The Trojans,
Funky Four + One,
Loose Ends,
Curtis Mayfield,
Roger Hodgson,
Rhythm & Sound,
Shoche,
Fort Wilson Riot,
the Swans,
Pagans,
John Coltrane,
the Sonics,
Grauzone,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.