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 Liberia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 guitar 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 Infiniti to the crunk 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 Gang of Four. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boredoms 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sparks,
Soft Cell,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
La Düsseldorf,
Buzzcocks,
UT,
Throbbing Gristle,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Metal Thangz,
Dead Boys,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Deakin,
Fat Boys,
The Saints,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Faust,
Pole,
Fad Gadget,
Roy Ayers,
Black Moon,
Nico,
Saccharine Trust,
The New Christs,
Letta Mbulu,
Graham Central Station,
Steve Hackett,
Robert Wyatt,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jandek,
Procol Harum,
The Litter,
Can,
Girls At Our Best!,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Pretty Things,
Infiniti,
MDC,
The Residents,
Marvin Gaye,
Ronnie Foster,
Kurtis Blow,
Liliput,
cv313,
Henry Cow,
The Stooges,
The Dave Clark Five,
DJ Style,
U.S. Maple,
Von Mondo,
Q and Not U,
Goldenarms,
Sonny Sharrock,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Main Source,
Average White Band,
Whodini,
The Birthday Party,
The Names,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lou Christie,
Monks,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.