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 Luxembourg and from Bologna.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Delhi.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Brass Construction to the funk 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 PIL. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vladislav Delay record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Minutemen,
Malaria!,
The Modern Lovers,
Pagans,
Matthew Bourne,
Joe Smooth,
Aural Exciters,
Pantytec,
Yusef Lateef,
Underground Resistance,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Zapp,
Yellowson,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
John Coltrane,
Franke,
The Evens,
Freddie Wadling,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Fugazi,
The Pretty Things,
Niagra,
Gong,
The Gladiators,
The Kinks,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Thee Headcoats,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Pole,
Gang Starr,
Main Source,
Scratch Acid,
Avey Tare,
The Walker Brothers,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Black Flag,
Gerry Rafferty,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Black Bananas,
Crime,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Fela Kuti,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Pop Group,
The Mummies,
Groovy Waters,
Harmonia,
Bill Near,
Marine Girls,
The Knickerbockers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Goldenarms,
Sonny Sharrock,
Unrelated Segments,
Ornette Coleman,
Mo-Dettes,
Hardrive,
Suburban Knight,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow.
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.