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 India and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Holger Czukay 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 Gil Scott Heron to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Gang Gang Dance. All the underground hits.
All The Buckinghams tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
Wings,
Sound Behaviour,
Letta Mbulu,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
10cc,
the Swans,
Howard Jones,
Maleditus Sound,
Kurtis Blow,
Radiohead,
Grauzone,
James White and The Blacks,
Leonard Cohen,
The Music Machine,
The Walker Brothers,
Sällskapet,
The Monochrome Set,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Organ,
Clear Light,
Interpol,
Albert Ayler,
Frankie Knuckles,
Pantytec,
Eddi Front,
Main Source,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
A Certain Ratio,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Boredoms,
Junior Murvin,
David McCallum,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bluetip,
Faraquet,
Pagans,
Marvin Gaye,
T. Rex,
Agitation Free,
Gil Scott Heron,
UT,
The J.B.'s,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Delta 5,
Terrestrial Tones,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Smiths,
Pulsallama,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lakeside,
Lower 48,
the Germs,
Pere Ubu,
Deakin,
The Dave Clark Five,
Davy DMX,
This Heat,
JFA,
The Names,
Ornette Coleman,
Mad Mike, Mad Mike, Mad Mike, Mad Mike.
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.