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 Ghana and from Toronto.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the theremin 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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All Mary Jane Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Dawn Penn,
In Retrospect,
H. Thieme,
Jeff Lynne,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pylon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Thee Headcoats,
Curtis Mayfield,
Marine Girls,
The Neon Judgement,
Bang On A Can,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Main Source,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
David McCallum,
Arab on Radar,
The Offenders,
The Dave Clark Five,
Country Teasers,
Ornette Coleman,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Fugs,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Fat Boys,
Traffic Nightmare,
Barclay James Harvest,
Davy DMX,
Pulsallama,
Tom Boy,
Chris & Cosey,
Blossom Toes,
Eric B and Rakim,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Public Image Ltd.,
China Crisis,
Dennis Brown,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Barry Ungar,
X-102,
The Young Rascals,
Crime,
Royal Trux,
The Count Five,
Black Pus,
Marvin Gaye,
Sun Ra,
U.S. Maple,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Joe Finger,
Boredoms,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Sonics,
The Fortunes,
Babytalk,
the Normal,
Unwound,
The Litter,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Trojans,
Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell.
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.