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 Mongolia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Maurizio to the punk 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 Archie Shepp. All the underground hits.
All Joy Division tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The United States of America record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Easy Going,
Lakeside,
Skarface,
New Order,
MDC,
The Seeds,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Supertramp,
Metal Thangz,
Ultravox,
Massinfluence,
Carl Craig,
Hasil Adkins,
Dave Gahan,
Make Up,
Gong,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Jandek,
Marc Almond,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Los Fastidios,
Basic Channel,
Gerry Rafferty,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Country Teasers,
Mo-Dettes,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Pantaleimon,
The Raincoats,
Lalo Schifrin,
This Heat,
Cybotron,
kango's stein massive,
Scan 7,
Average White Band,
OOIOO,
Harmonia,
The Leaves,
Motorama,
Smog,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Cramps,
Dead Boys,
Fear,
the Fania All-Stars,
Fatback Band,
Marvin Gaye,
The Doobie Brothers,
Flash Fearless,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Slackers,
Lyres,
Severed Heads,
Matthew Halsall,
Qualms,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ronnie Foster,
Parry Music,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pantytec,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
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.