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 Saudi Arabia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Pierre Henry to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Donny Hathaway. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every This Heat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grauzone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Quadrant,
The Barracudas,
The Stooges,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lindisfarne,
Audionom,
Babytalk,
Young Marble Giants,
Mission of Burma,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Funkadelic,
The Black Dice,
CMW,
Radiohead,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Seeds,
Lee Hazlewood,
Neu!,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Fall,
Sun Ra,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
X-101,
The Doobie Brothers,
Dark Day,
The Walker Brothers,
Rapeman,
Grauzone,
Amon Düül,
Janne Schatter,
Mark Hollis,
Roger Hodgson,
Ken Boothe,
The Skatalites,
The Gun Club,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Alphaville,
Tom Boy,
The Residents,
Schoolly D,
PIL,
Hardrive,
Barry Ungar,
Robert Hood,
Henry Cow,
Radio Birdman,
Connie Case,
Alice Coltrane,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
UT,
DJ Style,
Patti Smith,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Masters at Work,
Stereo Dub,
Bootsy Collins,
Skarface,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Black Bananas,
Byron Stingily,
Dave Gahan,
The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke.
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.