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 Russia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Technova to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 the Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All The Gap Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Germs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Seeds,
H. Thieme,
Roxette,
Grauzone,
Chris & Cosey,
Agitation Free,
Technova,
The Offenders,
Mantronix,
Unrelated Segments,
Kaleidoscope,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Dave Clark Five,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Mummies,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Slave,
Quadrant,
Alton Ellis,
48th St. Collective,
Intrusion,
JFA,
Visage,
Lou Reed,
Lee Hazlewood,
Zapp,
Mission of Burma,
The United States of America,
Robert Wyatt,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
X-102,
The Techniques,
Barrington Levy,
Glenn Branca,
Fear,
Marshall Jefferson,
Girls At Our Best!,
Prince Buster,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
UT,
Loose Ends,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Los Fastidios,
The Searchers,
Soft Machine,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lungfish,
Al Stewart,
Scratch Acid,
Jeff Lynne,
Carl Craig,
Ronnie Foster,
Aural Exciters,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sixth Finger,
the Association,
Fat Boys,
Newcleus,
Malaria!,
The Alarm Clocks,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.