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 Senegal and from Taipei.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Sao Paulo.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Scion 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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All Supertramp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Style record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Grass Roots,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The American Breed,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Liliput,
Vainqueur,
Flamin' Groovies,
Al Stewart,
Mary Jane Girls,
Eric Dolphy,
Nirvana,
Royal Trux,
Ultravox,
The Zeros,
Quantec,
Chrome,
Roxette,
Khruangbin,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Arab on Radar,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Minny Pops,
Mars,
Jeff Mills,
Sarah Menescal,
Johnny Osbourne,
Newcleus,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rosa Yemen,
David McCallum,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Grey Daturas,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Eden Ahbez,
The Slackers,
Robert Wyatt,
Joyce Sims,
Kerrie Biddell,
Soul Sonic Force,
Wolf Eyes,
Quadrant,
The Pretty Things,
Lebanon Hanover,
Terrestrial Tones,
Warren Ellis,
Supertramp,
Suburban Knight,
Funky Four + One,
Sonic Youth,
Television,
The Music Machine,
Subhumans,
Kayak,
The Monochrome Set,
Mad Mike,
Delta 5,
Groovy Waters,
Motorama,
John Cale, John Cale, John Cale, John Cale.
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.