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 India and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
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 Magazine to the dance 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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All Mo-Dettes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thee Headcoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
Unwound,
10cc,
Qualms,
Motorama,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Brand Nubian,
Nick Fraelich,
Max Romeo,
Roxette,
Deepchord,
Mark Hollis,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Hoover,
Derrick May,
Accadde A,
The Barracudas,
Mantronix,
Skaos,
The Dave Clark Five,
MC5,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Lucky Dragons,
Funkadelic,
Donny Hathaway,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Animal Collective,
Livin' Joy,
Scientists,
OOIOO,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Gories,
the Fania All-Stars,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Oneida,
Cecil Taylor,
Pulsallama,
Erasure,
Joensuu 1685,
Stereo Dub,
Magma,
Tomorrow,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Second Layer,
Mr. Review,
Freddie Wadling,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Faust,
Television,
Fear,
Darondo,
Curtis Mayfield,
Boz Scaggs,
Cybotron,
Henry Cow,
Nirvana,
The Blues Magoos,
Ultravox,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sight & Sound,
New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers.
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.