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 Senegal and from Toronto.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Matthew Bourne to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Anthony Braxton. All the underground hits.
All Arcadia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a spring reverb and an oboe 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 guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glambeats Corp.,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Al Stewart,
Don Cherry,
Nick Fraelich,
Drexciya,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Stooges,
Essential Logic,
Joyce Sims,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Human League,
The Slackers,
Bobby Womack,
H. Thieme,
the Human League,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Music Machine,
E-Dancer,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Piero Umiliani,
Black Pus,
Mantronix,
Jimmy McGriff,
Howard Jones,
Swans,
R.M.O.,
Arab on Radar,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
La Düsseldorf,
Siglo XX,
Monolake,
Minutemen,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Pretty Things,
June Days,
Black Flag,
Loose Ends,
Agent Orange,
Intrusion,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lungfish,
The Slits,
The Modern Lovers,
Brass Construction,
Juan Atkins,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Offenders,
Infiniti,
Sexual Harrassment,
Stockholm Monsters,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Carl Craig,
Althea and Donna,
Suicide,
Flash Fearless,
Sight & Sound,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Oblivians,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bauhaus,
Quantec, Quantec, Quantec, Quantec.
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.