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 Kiribati and from Stockholm.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
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 David McCallum to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Cameo. All the underground hits.
All Magazine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pop Group record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Men They Couldn't Hang record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Can,
Andrew Hill,
Von Mondo,
The Golliwogs,
Bronski Beat,
Suburban Knight,
The Litter,
Tres Demented,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Swans,
Connie Case,
Kerrie Biddell,
Shoche,
Sugar Minott,
Robert Görl,
Khruangbin,
Silicon Teens,
The Last Poets,
Guru Guru,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Neil Young,
Ronan,
Fela Kuti,
Rhythm & Sound,
Alton Ellis,
T.S.O.L.,
Unrelated Segments,
The Wake,
JFA,
Cybotron,
Ohio Players,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
CMW,
David Bowie,
Lindisfarne,
Swell Maps,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Happenings,
Thompson Twins,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Amon Düül,
Half Japanese,
Agent Orange,
The Move,
Mandrill,
Harpers Bizarre,
Scott Walker,
Lou Reed,
Lebanon Hanover,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Kenny Larkin,
Little Man,
David McCallum,
The Velvet Underground,
Nik Kershaw,
Ituana,
The Moleskins,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Arthur Verocai,
Newcleus,
Camouflage,
Sandy B,
Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin.
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.