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 Thailand and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Jakarta.
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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Peter and Kerry to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Music Machine. All the underground hits.
All Average White Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron 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 Sonics,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rosa Yemen,
Funky Four + One,
Suicide,
Adolescents,
Surgeon,
The Techniques,
Matthew Bourne,
Siglo XX,
New Order,
Joy Division,
Sex Pistols,
Section 25,
David Axelrod,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Delta 5,
Joe Smooth,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Boredoms,
Groovy Waters,
Maleditus Sound,
The Gap Band,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Scientists,
the Sonics,
A Certain Ratio,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Mojo Men,
Scion,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Piero Umiliani,
Guru Guru,
Yusef Lateef,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ohio Players,
La Düsseldorf,
Goldenarms,
Model 500,
Au Pairs,
Rhythm & Sound,
AZ,
Make Up,
Clear Light,
Ronan,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Danielle Patucci,
Average White Band,
Monolake,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Roger Hodgson,
EPMD,
Amon Düül II,
Johnny Clarke,
Interpol,
Rites of Spring,
Drive Like Jehu,
Dark Day,
F. McDonald,
The Sound, The Sound, The Sound, The Sound.
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.