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 Haiti and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Urselle to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oblivians record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Minnie Riperton,
Marcia Griffiths,
Das Ding,
DNA,
Stetsasonic,
The Searchers,
Quadrant,
Man Eating Sloth,
Jacob Miller,
Radiohead,
John Coltrane,
The Gun Club,
Schoolly D,
Michelle Simonal,
Todd Rundgren,
The Durutti Column,
Adolescents,
Warren Ellis,
The Golliwogs,
The Invisible,
Sonny Sharrock,
cv313,
The Pretty Things,
48th St. Collective,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Fear,
DJ Style,
The Human League,
The Selecter,
World's Most,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Associates,
Iggy Pop,
Eric Dolphy,
New Order,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
the Human League,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Gerry Rafferty,
Icehouse,
Nils Olav,
Wolf Eyes,
Boz Scaggs,
New York Dolls,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Rotary Connection,
Dave Gahan,
The Music Machine,
Janne Schatter,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Gories,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Donald Byrd,
Bauhaus,
This Heat,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Leaves,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Mo-Dettes,
Matthew Halsall,
Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls.
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.