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 Tuvalu and from Delhi.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Camberwell Now to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Slave. All the underground hits.
All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Severed Heads record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
the Human League,
Lee Hazlewood,
Infiniti,
Pussy Galore,
Nils Olav,
48th St. Collective,
The Toasters,
Bill Wells,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Frankie Knuckles,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Intrusion,
The Gladiators,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Gories,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ralphi Rosario,
Mo-Dettes,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bill Near,
Patti Smith,
Marvin Gaye,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Barry Ungar,
Boredoms,
Gong,
The Invisible,
Little Man,
Barclay James Harvest,
Black Sheep,
Derrick May,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
John Foxx,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
the Swans,
The Searchers,
The Moleskins,
Roger Hodgson,
Bobby Byrd,
Josef K,
Sound Behaviour,
Kurtis Blow,
Pulsallama,
Nico,
Lightning Bolt,
K-Klass,
Deadbeat,
MC5,
The Pop Group,
Babytalk,
Chris Corsano,
Reagan Youth,
John Cale,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
LL Cool J,
Joyce Sims,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Hardrive,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain.
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.