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 Cuba and from Toronto.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 guitar 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 Chris Corsano to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All L. Decosne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kango’s Stein Massive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bluetip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quantec,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Tomorrow,
Adolescents,
Eric Dolphy,
Rotary Connection,
Massinfluence,
Youth Brigade,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
MC5,
Con Funk Shun,
EPMD,
Babytalk,
Rakim,
Jacques Brel,
Fluxion,
Lou Reed,
Todd Terry,
Flipper,
Todd Rundgren,
Dawn Penn,
The Trojans,
K-Klass,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Jeru the Damaja,
Eden Ahbez,
Gregory Isaacs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Camberwell Now,
Warren Ellis,
48th St. Collective,
Quadrant,
Nik Kershaw,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Mars,
Ultra Naté,
Interpol,
L. Decosne,
Soft Machine,
The Litter,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
the Normal,
Blossom Toes,
Sunsets and Hearts,
DJ Style,
Outsiders,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Smiths,
Camouflage,
Soul II Soul,
Royal Trux,
Absolute Body Control,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Suburban Knight,
Dennis Brown,
The Shadows of Knight,
Avey Tare,
Curtis Mayfield,
Blancmange,
Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four.
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.