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 Belgium 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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Goldenarms to the disco 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 Nico. All the underground hits.
All the Normal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Procol Harum 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Darondo,
Tears for Fears,
Aural Exciters,
Pet Shop Boys,
L. Decosne,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
K-Klass,
Sun City Girls,
Barbara Tucker,
Franke,
Freddie Wadling,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kas Product,
Jeru the Damaja,
Toni Rubio,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Golliwogs,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Velvet Underground,
The Cowsills,
Rufus Thomas,
Soulsonic Force,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Nils Olav,
Minor Threat,
Eurythmics,
Eden Ahbez,
June of 44,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Carl Craig,
Flipper,
the Swans,
The Martian,
Soft Machine,
Girls At Our Best!,
Animal Collective,
Half Japanese,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
John Holt,
The Vogues,
8 Eyed Spy,
Blake Baxter,
Mr. Review,
The Five Americans,
Flamin' Groovies,
Skriet,
the Normal,
Cymande,
Chris & Cosey,
Patti Smith,
Young Marble Giants,
Swell Maps,
Cameo,
Porter Ricks,
The Index,
Intrusion,
the Germs,
The Barracudas,
Wolf Eyes,
Sister Nancy,
Alton Ellis,
Alice Coltrane,
James White and The Blacks,
The Busters, The Busters, The Busters, The Busters.
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.