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 Azerbaijan and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Spandau Ballet to the dance 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 the Normal. All the underground hits.
All Anthony Braxton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Symarip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Real Kids,
Ronnie Foster,
Moby Grape,
Metal Thangz,
The Electric Prunes,
Carl Craig,
Bad Manners,
Alton Ellis,
Eddi Front,
Swans,
Royal Trux,
Flash Fearless,
Josef K,
Piero Umiliani,
Sam Rivers,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bootsy Collins,
Dual Sessions,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Shuggie Otis,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Tremeloes,
Lakeside,
Lalo Schifrin,
Scott Walker,
La Düsseldorf,
Black Flag,
Bob Dylan,
Bush Tetras,
Bronski Beat,
Country Teasers,
Jawbox,
Vainqueur,
The Beau Brummels,
Chris Corsano,
Yazoo,
Guru Guru,
DJ Sneak,
R.M.O.,
Porter Ricks,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Gichy Dan,
The Buckinghams,
Dorothy Ashby,
Fluxion,
Byron Stingily,
Arthur Verocai,
Mission of Burma,
Accadde A,
K-Klass,
Graham Central Station,
H. Thieme,
One Last Wish,
New York Dolls,
Anthony Braxton,
Suicide,
The Velvet Underground,
Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills.
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.