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 Iran and from Johannesburg.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe 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 Subhumans 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 Marvin Gaye. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moby Grape 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Rufus Thomas,
The Fall,
Eden Ahbez,
Dawn Penn,
Audionom,
Cecil Taylor,
Chrome,
The Gladiators,
Second Layer,
Al Stewart,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Negative Approach,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Half Japanese,
Urselle,
Vainqueur,
Television,
La Düsseldorf,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Drexciya,
Basic Channel,
Anakelly,
F. McDonald,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
DJ Sneak,
Shuggie Otis,
Aswad,
Bobby Womack,
Graham Central Station,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Chris Corsano,
Marmalade,
Reagan Youth,
Japan,
UT,
48th St. Collective,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Michelle Simonal,
Dead Boys,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Jerry's Kids,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Dual Sessions,
Connie Case,
Depeche Mode,
The Walker Brothers,
Jawbox,
Patti Smith,
Warsaw,
Junior Murvin,
The Names,
The Neon Judgement,
Fear,
Jeff Mills,
Guru Guru,
Tubeway Army,
Scientists,
Lower 48,
Skriet,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Minutemen,
Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai.
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.