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 Poland and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Pharoah Sanders to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Association. All the underground hits.
All the Normal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a H. Thieme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Rundgren,
Moby Grape,
Neil Young,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Fall,
ABBA,
KRS-One,
D'Angelo,
JFA,
Technova,
The Count Five,
Wally Richardson,
Isaac Hayes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
the Slits,
Yellowson,
a-ha,
Lebanon Hanover,
Duran Duran,
Fad Gadget,
Eric Copeland,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Toasters,
Toni Rubio,
Lightning Bolt,
Gong,
K-Klass,
Quadrant,
Anthony Braxton,
Arcadia,
The Gladiators,
Vainqueur,
EPMD,
the Germs,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Roxette,
The Monks,
Intrusion,
UT,
Gichy Dan,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Blues Magoos,
The Wake,
The Vogues,
Adolescents,
The Happenings,
Skaos,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Index,
Sound Behaviour,
Soft Cell,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gang of Four,
Desert Stars,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Theoretical Girls,
Monks,
Graham Central Station,
The Motions,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.