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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 Portland and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Pole to the grunge 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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All Glambeats Corp. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cluster 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantytec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
John Cale,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Stiv Bators,
Prince Buster,
Harmonia,
Oneida,
Maleditus Sound,
Maurizio,
Crispy Ambulance,
Nik Kershaw,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ituana,
Blake Baxter,
Kaleidoscope,
Q and Not U,
Dennis Brown,
Eden Ahbez,
Kayak,
Marvin Gaye,
Erasure,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Patti Smith,
Infiniti,
Roxette,
Warren Ellis,
Smog,
Fugazi,
Rites of Spring,
John Foxx,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
FM Einheit,
Lucky Dragons,
The Music Machine,
Gregory Isaacs,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
ABBA,
Dorothy Ashby,
Albert Ayler,
Rotary Connection,
DNA,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Red Krayola,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Excepter,
Funkadelic,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Chris Corsano,
Sam Rivers,
Electric Prunes,
David Bowie,
Slick Rick,
Warsaw,
The Misunderstood,
the Swans,
Swell Maps,
Young Marble Giants,
Scan 7,
Josef K,
Mad Mike,
Althea and Donna,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.