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 Slovakia and from Houston.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Calgary.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the theremin 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 Pierre Henry to the crunk 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 Country Joe & The Fish. All the underground hits.
All The Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Warren Ellis,
the Swans,
Dave Gahan,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Shoche,
Blancmange,
Ultravox,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
U.S. Maple,
The Toasters,
Gang Gang Dance,
KRS-One,
Sparks,
Gil Scott Heron,
Half Japanese,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Seeds,
Warsaw,
K-Klass,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Scrapy,
Nico,
Johnny Clarke,
the Association,
Bobby Sherman,
Pet Shop Boys,
Alphaville,
The Raincoats,
The Buckinghams,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ludus,
Rites of Spring,
John Lydon,
Livin' Joy,
Fatback Band,
Deadbeat,
Matthew Halsall,
X-101,
Janne Schatter,
Au Pairs,
Pharoah Sanders,
Royal Trux,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Neil Young,
the Bar-Kays,
Fad Gadget,
Minor Threat,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fela Kuti,
Andrew Hill,
Gichy Dan,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Main Source,
Boz Scaggs,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra.
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.