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 Burkina and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 guitar 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 Model 500 to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Black Dice. All the underground hits.
All Kenny Larkin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sisters of Mercy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Reuben Wilson,
Pole,
Warsaw,
Leonard Cohen,
Black Moon,
Oneida,
Rosa Yemen,
Con Funk Shun,
Crispy Ambulance,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Camberwell Now,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Roxette,
Hardrive,
Scott Walker,
Connie Case,
Duran Duran,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Wasted Youth,
The Vogues,
The Dirtbombs,
Rotary Connection,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Quando Quango,
Moebius,
Soft Cell,
Freddie Wadling,
Lucky Dragons,
Maurizio,
The Monochrome Set,
One Last Wish,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Tres Demented,
The New Christs,
Pantytec,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Wings,
Ludus,
Bootsy Collins,
The Offenders,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Young Marble Giants,
Little Man,
Steve Hackett,
Donald Byrd,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Japan,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
MDC,
Bush Tetras,
The Zeros,
Jesper Dahlback,
Black Flag,
The Fall,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Iggy Pop,
The Happenings,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Funkadelic,
Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.
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.