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 Switzerland and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Lou Reed 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 Y Pants to the jazz 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 Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All Pet Shop Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spoonie Gee record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Litter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
Barclay James Harvest,
Josef K,
Dorothy Ashby,
Throbbing Gristle,
the Association,
Scan 7,
Dark Day,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Deepchord,
Heaven 17,
Maleditus Sound,
Newcleus,
Toni Rubio,
These Immortal Souls,
The Blackbyrds,
Fugazi,
The Names,
The Pretty Things,
Prince Buster,
Icehouse,
David Axelrod,
Bobby Byrd,
UT,
the Swans,
Amon Düül,
Marine Girls,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Panda Bear,
Accadde A,
Harpers Bizarre,
Bill Near,
The Doors,
Ronnie Foster,
Sandy B,
Johnny Osbourne,
Motorama,
The Standells,
Tres Demented,
The Toasters,
Yaz,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Five Americans,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ossler,
Fear,
Joyce Sims,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Skriet,
Quadrant,
The Angels of Light,
OOIOO,
The Monks,
Whodini,
Reagan Youth,
Anthony Braxton,
Marmalade,
Soulsonic Force,
MC5,
The Slits,
Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru.
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.