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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Edmonton.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Sister Nancy to the rap 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 The Selecter. All the underground hits.
All A Certain Ratio 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 grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siglo XX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monolake,
Panda Bear,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Tim Buckley,
The Blackbyrds,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Colin Newman,
Bluetip,
Quantec,
Hardrive,
John Cale,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Accadde A,
Toni Rubio,
The Moleskins,
The Dirtbombs,
Soft Cell,
Isaac Hayes,
This Heat,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Livin' Joy,
The Invisible,
Arcadia,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Matthew Halsall,
Gichy Dan,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Symarip,
Easy Going,
Clear Light,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Minor Threat,
Minutemen,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
the Slits,
Simply Red,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Gang Green,
Dead Boys,
Stereo Dub,
Slave,
Fatback Band,
Motorama,
Rekid,
Josef K,
The J.B.'s,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Blancmange,
The Durutti Column,
One Last Wish,
Mantronix,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Sonics,
DNA,
kango's stein massive,
The Mojo Men,
Neil Young,
Rotary Connection,
David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod.
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.