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 Ecuador and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the electroclash 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 Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.
All Spandau Ballet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The United States of America record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pole,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Alton Ellis,
UT,
Unwound,
Shuggie Otis,
Sandy B,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Dead C,
One Last Wish,
Crooked Eye,
Howard Jones,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
David McCallum,
Accadde A,
Morten Harket,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Aaron Thompson,
Scratch Acid,
The Neon Judgement,
The Evens,
Intrusion,
Skarface,
China Crisis,
Maleditus Sound,
Lalo Schifrin,
Byron Stingily,
Davy DMX,
Tubeway Army,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Gun Club,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Move,
The Velvet Underground,
The Count Five,
Bang On A Can,
The Vogues,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Skatalites,
The Knickerbockers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Alison Limerick,
The Techniques,
Radiohead,
The Mojo Men,
Groovy Waters,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Silicon Teens,
New York Dolls,
Niagra,
The Misunderstood,
Nico,
Joy Division,
Nick Fraelich,
The Walker Brothers,
Excepter,
Tomorrow,
The Moleskins,
Althea and Donna,
E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer.
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.