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 Chad and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Mission of Burma to the grime 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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All Desert Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! 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 marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Hardrive,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Cowsills,
Johnny Osbourne,
Don Cherry,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gong,
Al Stewart,
Ludus,
The Alarm Clocks,
Kas Product,
The Five Americans,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Public Image Ltd.,
Erykah Badu,
Toni Rubio,
Bill Wells,
Nik Kershaw,
Sun Ra,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Star Department,
Surgeon,
Cal Tjader,
The Knickerbockers,
Jerry's Kids,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Misunderstood,
This Heat,
The Pop Group,
Fugazi,
Jacob Miller,
Average White Band,
Alice Coltrane,
Rufus Thomas,
Sällskapet,
Grandmaster Flash,
JFA,
Throbbing Gristle,
Warsaw,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Roy Ayers,
Main Source,
Tears for Fears,
The Young Rascals,
The Monochrome Set,
Magazine,
Intrusion,
Chrome,
Monks,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Freddie Wadling,
Tropical Tobacco,
Jeff Mills,
MDC,
Barry Ungar,
Negative Approach,
DJ Sneak,
Eurythmics,
Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül.
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.