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 Gabon and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 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 The Mighty Diamonds to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Silicon Teens. All the underground hits.
All Pagans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Wings,
Dave Gahan,
Archie Shepp,
Pharoah Sanders,
Dark Day,
Lower 48,
Television,
kango's stein massive,
the Slits,
Chris & Cosey,
Sister Nancy,
MC5,
Whodini,
Black Moon,
The Detroit Cobras,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Swans,
Wasted Youth,
Reagan Youth,
T. Rex,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Eric B and Rakim,
Parry Music,
Y Pants,
The Names,
The New Christs,
Black Flag,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Joensuu 1685,
Public Enemy,
Warsaw,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Kevin Saunderson,
Masters at Work,
Eden Ahbez,
Tears for Fears,
The Toasters,
Absolute Body Control,
In Retrospect,
Sarah Menescal,
Pantytec,
The Birthday Party,
Tomorrow,
Kool Moe Dee,
The American Breed,
Radiopuhelimet,
AZ,
Youth Brigade,
Marvin Gaye,
June of 44,
ABC,
Bronski Beat,
The Alarm Clocks,
Faust,
Icehouse,
Oneida,
Los Fastidios,
The Human League,
Mark Hollis,
John Holt,
Average White Band,
Animal Collective,
Mars, Mars, Mars, Mars.
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.