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 St Lucia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Lou Reed 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 Electric Light Orchestra to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Brick. All the underground hits.
All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Swans,
Fat Boys,
Visage,
The Grass Roots,
Procol Harum,
Metal Thangz,
Cybotron,
The Velvet Underground,
The Pop Group,
Dead Boys,
Arcadia,
Nirvana,
R.M.O.,
Rotary Connection,
kango's stein massive,
The Toasters,
Minnie Riperton,
New Order,
Cymande,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Fortunes,
Nation of Ulysses,
Whodini,
Surgeon,
Essential Logic,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Royal Trux,
CMW,
Dark Day,
Bronski Beat,
Lebanon Hanover,
X-101,
Grey Daturas,
Audionom,
Erasure,
Bootsy Collins,
Traffic Nightmare,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Terry Callier,
Ultravox,
Joe Finger,
Marshall Jefferson,
Kenny Larkin,
Godley & Creme,
Stetsasonic,
OOIOO,
Erykah Badu,
Sound Behaviour,
The Raincoats,
Yazoo,
B.T. Express,
Gastr Del Sol,
Man Parrish,
Minor Threat,
Public Image Ltd.,
Kurtis Blow,
Groovy Waters,
Jesper Dahlback,
Patti Smith,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.