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 Korea South and from Madrid.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the snare 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 Supertramp to the rock 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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All Lindisfarne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Sheep record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gichy Dan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun City Girls,
Thompson Twins,
The Smoke,
Eden Ahbez,
The Fugs,
Nik Kershaw,
Gregory Isaacs,
Japan,
Sparks,
Bootsy Collins,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Pussy Galore,
Little Man,
New Order,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Model 500,
Swell Maps,
The Moleskins,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Fluxion,
Gabor Szabo,
UT,
Dawn Penn,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gang Green,
Minor Threat,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Icehouse,
Lungfish,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Cybotron,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pagans,
the Bar-Kays,
Banda Bassotti,
Robert Wyatt,
The Martian,
Kaleidoscope,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Gichy Dan,
ABC,
K-Klass,
The Wake,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Josef K,
Frankie Knuckles,
Underground Resistance,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Nas,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Crime,
T. Rex,
Depeche Mode,
Circle Jerks,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Fugazi,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Aural Exciters,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ituana, Ituana, Ituana, Ituana.
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.