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 Bahrain and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 Bologna and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Yazoo to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All Blancmange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Raincoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anakelly,
the Sonics,
Pole,
Kas Product,
Ludus,
Pylon,
Nation of Ulysses,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Second Layer,
The Mummies,
Jerry's Kids,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Saccharine Trust,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The United States of America,
Freddie Wadling,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Camouflage,
The Remains,
Reuben Wilson,
Lindisfarne,
The Gap Band,
The Dead C,
Altered Images,
Delon & Dalcan,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Cluster,
Nico,
Arcadia,
Ultravox,
Y Pants,
The Divine Comedy,
Grey Daturas,
Angry Samoans,
Theoretical Girls,
Cybotron,
Surgeon,
Bizarre Inc.,
Urselle,
The Wake,
Hasil Adkins,
Rapeman,
Sex Pistols,
The Smiths,
Fela Kuti,
Dead Boys,
DJ Style,
Todd Rundgren,
Visage,
Public Image Ltd.,
Slave,
Sun City Girls,
Mantronix,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Victims,
The Monks,
Ohio Players,
Brothers Johnson,
MDC,
Blake Baxter,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.