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 Nauru and from Copenhagen.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Bobby Hutcherson to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Red Lorry Yellow Lorry 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
Groovy Waters,
Spoonie Gee,
Minny Pops,
The Residents,
Jacob Miller,
Thee Headcoats,
the Soft Cell,
The Smiths,
Los Fastidios,
Al Stewart,
Delta 5,
The Leaves,
The Dead C,
Outsiders,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Quando Quango,
Nation of Ulysses,
Yusef Lateef,
Glenn Branca,
Fela Kuti,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Jandek,
Popol Vuh,
The Index,
Rapeman,
Skarface,
Barrington Levy,
Ice-T,
Television,
X-101,
Kas Product,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lalo Schifrin,
Angry Samoans,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Pylon,
Adolescents,
John Cale,
The Monochrome Set,
The Martian,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Chris Corsano,
Delon & Dalcan,
10cc,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Minnie Riperton,
Dead Boys,
The Pretty Things,
K-Klass,
Connie Case,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Intrusion,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Blake Baxter,
Hoover,
The Cramps,
Ultimate Spinach,
June Days,
Ronan,
Hot Snakes,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station.
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.