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 Sweden and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Outsiders to the rock 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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All The Kinks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus 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 snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Khruangbin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Terrestrial Tones,
Urselle,
Cymande,
Howard Jones,
Kenny Larkin,
Tears for Fears,
Essential Logic,
The Gun Club,
Fluxion,
The Buckinghams,
John Coltrane,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ituana,
The Cramps,
Unwound,
June of 44,
The Happenings,
Loose Ends,
Don Cherry,
Masters at Work,
The Fortunes,
Funkadelic,
Patti Smith,
The Grass Roots,
The Leaves,
Heaven 17,
The Detroit Cobras,
Scott Walker,
Newcleus,
CMW,
The Names,
Kayak,
New Age Steppers,
Alice Coltrane,
Bobby Byrd,
The Remains,
FM Einheit,
a-ha,
Wasted Youth,
Technova,
The Dead C,
Cal Tjader,
Pet Shop Boys,
Glambeats Corp.,
Livin' Joy,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Colin Newman,
Cecil Taylor,
Jimmy McGriff,
Mad Mike,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Blossom Toes,
The Beau Brummels,
Black Bananas,
Crash Course in Science,
The Knickerbockers,
Roxy Music,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Smoke,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.