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 Denmark and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 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 Public Enemy to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All the Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Simply Red 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Davy DMX,
Sonny Sharrock,
Organ,
The Trojans,
Lightning Bolt,
Althea and Donna,
The Knickerbockers,
the Soft Cell,
Loose Ends,
The Gories,
Goldenarms,
Accadde A,
One Last Wish,
Tim Buckley,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Chris Corsano,
Scratch Acid,
Bill Wells,
Qualms,
Crispian St. Peters,
KRS-One,
Buzzcocks,
Negative Approach,
Country Teasers,
Scan 7,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Susan Cadogan,
Jeru the Damaja,
James White and The Blacks,
Cecil Taylor,
The Offenders,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Reuben Wilson,
Eli Mardock,
Au Pairs,
Adolescents,
Tomorrow,
Moebius,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
These Immortal Souls,
Carl Craig,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Nils Olav,
48th St. Collective,
Charles Mingus,
Rakim,
Quando Quango,
Icehouse,
Depeche Mode,
Anthony Braxton,
Kerri Chandler,
Terrestrial Tones,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Alison Limerick,
Popol Vuh,
Cabaret Voltaire,
EPMD,
Tears for Fears,
Robert Wyatt,
Gang Gang Dance,
Man Eating Sloth,
Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack.
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.