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 Armenia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Radiohead to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry. All the underground hits.
All Niagra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Real Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pop Group,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sound Behaviour,
Japan,
John Foxx,
Scan 7,
Skriet,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
New York Dolls,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lou Christie,
Bush Tetras,
Bauhaus,
Ten City,
Albert Ayler,
Robert Görl,
Crispy Ambulance,
DJ Sneak,
One Last Wish,
Tommy Roe,
The Velvet Underground,
The Fugs,
cv313,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
10cc,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Happenings,
Index,
David Axelrod,
Young Marble Giants,
Hardrive,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Brass Construction,
Liliput,
Jawbox,
The Human League,
Livin' Joy,
Nation of Ulysses,
DJ Style,
Soft Machine,
Lee Hazlewood,
Stereo Dub,
Faraquet,
Joyce Sims,
Groovy Waters,
Pierre Henry,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Royal Trux,
Soul II Soul,
Al Stewart,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Vladislav Delay,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Excepter,
Alton Ellis,
Wings,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Chris Corsano,
New Order,
Camouflage,
Barclay James Harvest,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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.