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 Brazil and from London.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 chamberlin 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 Lakeside to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eli Mardock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerrie Biddell,
Metal Thangz,
The Searchers,
The Martian,
Sound Behaviour,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Blackbyrds,
Underground Resistance,
The Techniques,
Tears for Fears,
The Toasters,
Deepchord,
Television Personalities,
The Wake,
Drive Like Jehu,
Mark Hollis,
The Fortunes,
Sex Pistols,
Spoonie Gee,
Severed Heads,
Ludus,
The Count Five,
Khruangbin,
DJ Sneak,
Marcia Griffiths,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Wasted Youth,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Zero Boys,
Shoche,
Barbara Tucker,
Wally Richardson,
Intrusion,
Newcleus,
Iggy Pop,
KRS-One,
Altered Images,
Skriet,
AZ,
Siglo XX,
Arab on Radar,
The Five Americans,
Pierre Henry,
Johnny Clarke,
Groovy Waters,
Chrome,
The Blues Magoos,
Eric Dolphy,
Thee Headcoats,
Grauzone,
The Velvet Underground,
The Evens,
Gang Gang Dance,
World's Most,
Main Source,
Janne Schatter,
Crime,
Nico,
The Real Kids,
Half Japanese,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.