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 Comoros and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 Spokane and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Harmonia to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Arthur Verocai. All the underground hits.
All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Althea and Donna 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moleskins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Amazonics,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
A Certain Ratio,
The Doobie Brothers,
Swans,
The Slackers,
Nils Olav,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Reuben Wilson,
Oneida,
Lou Reed,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Angels of Light,
Barclay James Harvest,
Bronski Beat,
Sarah Menescal,
The Associates,
Alison Limerick,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Grey Daturas,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Mission of Burma,
Eric Dolphy,
John Coltrane,
Kurtis Blow,
Freddie Wadling,
The Fuzztones,
Maleditus Sound,
Sight & Sound,
PIL,
OOIOO,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Jandek,
Amon Düül II,
The Walker Brothers,
Matthew Bourne,
Camouflage,
Popol Vuh,
The Beau Brummels,
Pantaleimon,
The Mummies,
Sun Ra,
Underground Resistance,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Tremeloes,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bluetip,
Goldenarms,
Ponytail,
Cluster,
Barry Ungar,
Soul Sonic Force,
Man Eating Sloth,
Peter & Gordon,
Ossler,
Gong,
Roger Hodgson,
John Foxx,
Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat.
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.