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 Barbados and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Alison Limerick to the punk 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 Louis and Bebe Barron. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Susan Cadogan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bauhaus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sandy B,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Animal Collective,
Eden Ahbez,
Pantaleimon,
Qualms,
Johnny Osbourne,
Al Stewart,
Gang of Four,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Bill Wells,
Gang Starr,
Lungfish,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Peter & Gordon,
The Gun Club,
Patti Smith,
The Gap Band,
Public Image Ltd.,
Massinfluence,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Liliput,
La Düsseldorf,
Barbara Tucker,
Eurythmics,
The Techniques,
Hashim,
Bobby Byrd,
LL Cool J,
These Immortal Souls,
Tommy Roe,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ituana,
Chris & Cosey,
The Seeds,
Schoolly D,
Visage,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Cameo,
Joensuu 1685,
Aaron Thompson,
Reagan Youth,
The Cowsills,
Urselle,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Boredoms,
Radiohead,
Black Moon,
Skarface,
Tim Buckley,
Suburban Knight,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ronan,
the Soft Cell,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Wings,
Jacob Miller,
Brick,
Circle Jerks,
Fat Boys,
Susan Cadogan,
48th St. Collective,
Harmonia,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.