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 Monaco and from Lille.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 marimba 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 Drive Like Jehu to the jazz 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 Patti Smith. All the underground hits.
All Janne Schatter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boredoms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Shadows of Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cramps,
48th St. Collective,
Davy DMX,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ultravox,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Funkadelic,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Mummies,
the Association,
Arcadia,
Scan 7,
Cheater Slicks,
Joey Negro,
PIL,
Television Personalities,
Heaven 17,
Second Layer,
The Smiths,
The Shadows of Knight,
Moss Icon,
Alice Coltrane,
Judy Mowatt,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Offenders,
Fat Boys,
Smog,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Intrusion,
E-Dancer,
Peter & Gordon,
K-Klass,
Matthew Halsall,
Swell Maps,
The Fuzztones,
Neu!,
The Evens,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Hot Snakes,
Leonard Cohen,
Lightning Bolt,
Fluxion,
Average White Band,
Skarface,
Theoretical Girls,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kevin Saunderson,
Crime,
Depeche Mode,
CMW,
David McCallum,
Section 25,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Arab on Radar,
Das Ding,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Motions,
Charles Mingus,
Swans,
The Electric Prunes,
Grauzone,
Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre.
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.