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 Seychelles and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Flash Fearless to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All Con Funk Shun tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Los Fastidios 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glambeats Corp. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cure,
Outsiders,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Maurizio,
Youth Brigade,
Tom Boy,
10cc,
Laurel Aitken,
Organ,
Toni Rubio,
Boz Scaggs,
The Knickerbockers,
The Sonics,
Quadrant,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ice-T,
X-101,
T.S.O.L.,
The Buckinghams,
New Order,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
the Sonics,
Derrick Morgan,
The Kinks,
Lalann,
Dennis Brown,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Yazoo,
The Tremeloes,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Anthony Braxton,
cv313,
Sparks,
Massinfluence,
The Dave Clark Five,
Porter Ricks,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Eric Dolphy,
Warren Ellis,
Suicide,
The Zeros,
Eden Ahbez,
Gabor Szabo,
Mandrill,
Alphaville,
Traffic Nightmare,
Saccharine Trust,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Fluxion,
Chris Corsano,
Joe Smooth,
Flipper,
The Beau Brummels,
China Crisis,
the Swans,
Grandmaster Flash,
Thompson Twins,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Spandau Ballet,
Tim Buckley,
Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear.
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.