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 Comoros and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Radiohead to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Symarip. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Birthday Party record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skriet,
Eden Ahbez,
The Divine Comedy,
Janne Schatter,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Doobie Brothers,
Technova,
Dark Day,
Ossler,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Skatalites,
Marvin Gaye,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Quando Quango,
The Gories,
Television Personalities,
The Techniques,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Soft Cell,
Iggy Pop,
Second Layer,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Drexciya,
Wally Richardson,
Toni Rubio,
These Immortal Souls,
Dual Sessions,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Throbbing Gristle,
a-ha,
Qualms,
Sandy B,
Ten City,
The Index,
Loose Ends,
10cc,
Alison Limerick,
Mark Hollis,
The Durutti Column,
Ponytail,
Rhythm & Sound,
Tomorrow,
Danielle Patucci,
Amon Düül,
The Doors,
Unwound,
Cecil Taylor,
Matthew Halsall,
Arcadia,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Oneida,
John Lydon,
The Fortunes,
Blancmange,
L. Decosne,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Silicon Teens,
Terrestrial Tones,
Metal Thangz,
Deakin,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sugar Minott,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Make Up, Make Up, Make Up, Make Up.
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.