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 Serbia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Dawn Penn to the jazz 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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blues Magoos 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blossom Toes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bobby Sherman,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Johnny Osbourne,
Clear Light,
Scan 7,
Jandek,
Lou Reed,
Lyres,
Soft Cell,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Selecter,
U.S. Maple,
Chris Corsano,
The Searchers,
Graham Central Station,
Sonny Sharrock,
Deadbeat,
Porter Ricks,
Panda Bear,
Gang Green,
Pylon,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Amon Düül,
Ice-T,
the Germs,
Los Fastidios,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Hoover,
Crooked Eye,
Procol Harum,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Dead Boys,
Archie Shepp,
World's Most,
Hashim,
The Barracudas,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Jeru the Damaja,
Scratch Acid,
Wally Richardson,
Sister Nancy,
Audionom,
Groovy Waters,
CMW,
The Residents,
Lindisfarne,
FM Einheit,
Todd Terry,
Lebanon Hanover,
Erasure,
Skarface,
Warren Ellis,
X-102,
John Holt,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Reuben Wilson,
10cc,
The Happenings,
Minor Threat,
New Age Steppers,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.