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 Finland and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 Tehran and Salvador.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Eyeless In Gaza to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Wake. All the underground hits.
All Tim Buckley tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Görl 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Popol Vuh,
Pierre Henry,
Outsiders,
Moss Icon,
Ituana,
48th St. Collective,
Wolf Eyes,
Make Up,
Amon Düül,
Chris & Cosey,
Nirvana,
Jawbox,
Anthony Braxton,
FM Einheit,
Faraquet,
Cymande,
Yazoo,
Archie Shepp,
Andrew Hill,
Loose Ends,
World's Most,
The Leaves,
Howard Jones,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Young Rascals,
June Days,
10cc,
Stiv Bators,
Crooked Eye,
Jerry's Kids,
DJ Sneak,
MDC,
Accadde A,
PIL,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Maurizio,
Jeff Lynne,
Essential Logic,
One Last Wish,
Hardrive,
Traffic Nightmare,
Bronski Beat,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Nils Olav,
Man Eating Sloth,
Circle Jerks,
Juan Atkins,
Avey Tare,
The Human League,
Ultravox,
Throbbing Gristle,
Shoche,
Deakin,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Victims,
Sun Ra,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sonic Youth,
Jandek,
Dark Day,
Whodini,
June of 44, June of 44, June of 44, June of 44.
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.