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 Taiwan and from Jakarta.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Salvador.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Peanut Butter Conspiracy to the electroclash 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 The Black Dice. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bad Manners,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Echospace,
Infiniti,
The Fugs,
Gichy Dan,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Roy Ayers,
Fugazi,
A Flock of Seagulls,
David McCallum,
Grey Daturas,
cv313,
Judy Mowatt,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Scrapy,
Amon Düül,
Von Mondo,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Marvin Gaye,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Nico,
Donald Byrd,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Mojo Men,
The Cramps,
Lucky Dragons,
Severed Heads,
Rekid,
Pussy Galore,
John Cale,
Yaz,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Babytalk,
Kaleidoscope,
the Swans,
The Gories,
Tomorrow,
Das Ding,
Johnny Clarke,
Subhumans,
Niagra,
Fad Gadget,
Underground Resistance,
The Vogues,
Funky Four + One,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Albert Ayler,
Skaos,
The Monks,
Sam Rivers,
Pere Ubu,
Pharoah Sanders,
Jimmy McGriff,
In Retrospect,
Banda Bassotti,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Busters,
Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music.
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.