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 Korea South and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba 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 Cabaret Voltaire to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All The Walker Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Model 500 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jandek,
The Zeros,
Girls At Our Best!,
Robert Hood,
New York Dolls,
a-ha,
The Walker Brothers,
The Divine Comedy,
Grauzone,
Thompson Twins,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Joensuu 1685,
Skarface,
Gang Gang Dance,
Talk Talk,
Skriet,
Deadbeat,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Smoke,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Theoretical Girls,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Soft Machine,
Essential Logic,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Skatalites,
Colin Newman,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
DNA,
Tubeway Army,
Q and Not U,
The Star Department,
Newcleus,
Suicide,
Cluster,
Nick Fraelich,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ohio Players,
The Red Krayola,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Chris Corsano,
Leonard Cohen,
The Monochrome Set,
Fad Gadget,
DJ Sneak,
Unwound,
The Tremeloes,
Dawn Penn,
Kas Product,
The Gladiators,
Pierre Henry,
Lou Christie,
LL Cool J,
Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free.
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.