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 Mongolia and from Paris.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Michael McDonald 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 Cramps to the punk 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 Matthew Bourne. All the underground hits.
All The Saints tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Yusef Lateef,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Residents,
Peter and Kerry,
Scratch Acid,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Sonics,
Severed Heads,
These Immortal Souls,
DNA,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Roxy Music,
Ultravox,
Excepter,
Crispy Ambulance,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Golliwogs,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Black Flag,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Dawn Penn,
Matthew Halsall,
Thee Headcoats,
Althea and Donna,
Eve St. Jones,
Roger Hodgson,
Bobby Sherman,
Organ,
The Cure,
Soft Machine,
Arthur Verocai,
Babytalk,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Dark Day,
The Knickerbockers,
The Wake,
Sound Behaviour,
Pole,
Stockholm Monsters,
Deadbeat,
The Saints,
the Normal,
Aaron Thompson,
Janne Schatter,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Monks,
Barry Ungar,
Slave,
Warren Ellis,
China Crisis,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Quadrant,
Half Japanese,
cv313,
Dennis Brown,
Jandek,
Pierre Henry,
Reuben Wilson,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Monolake, Monolake, Monolake, Monolake.
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.