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 Grenada and from Columbus.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and London.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Flesh Eaters to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Louis and Bebe Barron. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Velvet Underground 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sad Lovers and Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
E-Dancer,
Robert Görl,
Amon Düül,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Swans,
Funky Four + One,
Flipper,
Basic Channel,
Eurythmics,
Circle Jerks,
Infiniti,
Little Man,
The Electric Prunes,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Gong,
Shoche,
The Toasters,
Zapp,
Index,
Kas Product,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Brick,
The Beau Brummels,
Underground Resistance,
Flash Fearless,
The Seeds,
Ultravox,
Lungfish,
Stiv Bators,
Brothers Johnson,
The Move,
Tres Demented,
Mission of Burma,
Public Enemy,
The Techniques,
Black Pus,
Joe Smooth,
Andrew Hill,
Barrington Levy,
Erykah Badu,
Derrick Morgan,
Arab on Radar,
China Crisis,
Unwound,
Joey Negro,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Cal Tjader,
Glenn Branca,
One Last Wish,
Warren Ellis,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
John Holt,
Archie Shepp,
Agitation Free,
Country Joe & The Fish,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ossler,
Bang On A Can,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Tubeway Army,
K-Klass,
Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.
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.