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 Vanuatu and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 spring reverb 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 Underground Resistance to the crunk 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 Unwound. All the underground hits.
All Sugar Minott tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Howard Jones,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Flesh Eaters,
Eric B and Rakim,
Glambeats Corp.,
Pantytec,
Arcadia,
Piero Umiliani,
The Dead C,
the Germs,
Derrick Morgan,
Main Source,
AZ,
Bauhaus,
Pussy Galore,
The New Christs,
The Move,
Little Man,
The Busters,
Supertramp,
The Slackers,
Deepchord,
Radiohead,
Moss Icon,
Mad Mike,
Ten City,
Rakim,
Scratch Acid,
Talk Talk,
The Golliwogs,
The Martian,
The Velvet Underground,
Infiniti,
The Red Krayola,
Sexual Harrassment,
Delta 5,
World's Most,
Suicide,
Gastr Del Sol,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Matthew Bourne,
Bluetip,
Lou Reed,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
FM Einheit,
These Immortal Souls,
Roxy Music,
Tears for Fears,
Sällskapet,
Spandau Ballet,
Nas,
T.S.O.L.,
Lungfish,
The Sonics,
Popol Vuh,
Mary Jane Girls,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Mummies,
Thee Headcoats,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.