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 Nigeria and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Saccharine Trust to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Black Flag,
Visage,
Electric Prunes,
Eddi Front,
Lee Hazlewood,
Motorama,
Heaven 17,
The Evens,
Laurel Aitken,
Avey Tare,
Barbara Tucker,
Minny Pops,
Steve Hackett,
Carl Craig,
The Barracudas,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
ABBA,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Absolute Body Control,
The Walker Brothers,
Franke,
The Angels of Light,
Junior Murvin,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
DNA,
Youth Brigade,
Soul Sonic Force,
Hasil Adkins,
Make Up,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gerry Rafferty,
MDC,
Janne Schatter,
Cymande,
Gichy Dan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Agitation Free,
PIL,
The Smoke,
L. Decosne,
Organ,
Cybotron,
Roxy Music,
The Misunderstood,
Lyres,
The Birthday Party,
EPMD,
Silicon Teens,
Patti Smith,
The Young Rascals,
Gabor Szabo,
Main Source,
Juan Atkins,
Kool Moe Dee,
Rapeman,
The Dave Clark Five,
Scan 7,
Groovy Waters,
David McCallum,
The Fortunes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
UT,
Brand Nubian,
Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One.
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.