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 Marshall Islands and from Edmonton.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Sun Ra to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Patti Smith. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cosmic Jokers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cramps,
The Pretty Things,
Agitation Free,
Bill Near,
Rotary Connection,
Scientists,
CMW,
Sixth Finger,
E-Dancer,
Goldenarms,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Thompson Twins,
The Golliwogs,
Khruangbin,
Ossler,
Youth Brigade,
Tears for Fears,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Scrapy,
Archie Shepp,
Bluetip,
Juan Atkins,
Dual Sessions,
The Smiths,
Black Moon,
Stockholm Monsters,
Tubeway Army,
Aloha Tigers,
The Searchers,
The Black Dice,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Erasure,
Lou Christie,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bootsy Collins,
Main Source,
Derrick May,
Black Flag,
Q and Not U,
Ultra Naté,
Marmalade,
World's Most,
The Sonics,
Icehouse,
The Saints,
Public Enemy,
48th St. Collective,
the Soft Cell,
Agent Orange,
Roxette,
The New Christs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Das Ding,
Lightning Bolt,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Evens,
Rhythm & Sound,
Motorama,
the Slits,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Robert Wyatt,
Easy Going,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback.
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.