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 Belize and from Philadelphia.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 the Swans to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Marc Almond. All the underground hits.
All Henry Cow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiohead record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
Letta Mbulu,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Nirvana,
Wings,
Guru Guru,
The Pretty Things,
U.S. Maple,
the Sonics,
Rakim,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Average White Band,
Scratch Acid,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Piero Umiliani,
Television,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Bob Dylan,
Cal Tjader,
Patti Smith,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sam Rivers,
Erasure,
The Flesh Eaters,
Glenn Branca,
Jerry's Kids,
The Last Poets,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Intrusion,
Masters at Work,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Pantaleimon,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Martian,
Technova,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Gastr Del Sol,
T.S.O.L.,
The Happenings,
Nico,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Hoover,
Radiohead,
Throbbing Gristle,
Slave,
The Alarm Clocks,
Minutemen,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sparks,
R.M.O.,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Rod Modell,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Aloha Tigers,
Supertramp,
Steve Hackett,
Albert Ayler,
Suicide, Suicide, Suicide, Suicide.
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.