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 Spain and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All Chris Corsano tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kevin Saunderson 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slackers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Vladislav Delay,
Banda Bassotti,
Junior Murvin,
Soft Machine,
In Retrospect,
Janne Schatter,
Curtis Mayfield,
Tom Boy,
Peter & Gordon,
The Saints,
Oneida,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Flipper,
Intrusion,
Gichy Dan,
Zero Boys,
Johnny Osbourne,
Nation of Ulysses,
Todd Rundgren,
kango's stein massive,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Skriet,
X-Ray Spex,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bobby Sherman,
Marcia Griffiths,
Gerry Rafferty,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Searchers,
Soft Cell,
Lungfish,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Franke,
E-Dancer,
Spoonie Gee,
Black Pus,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Echospace,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Second Layer,
Country Teasers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Minor Threat,
the Association,
Index,
Little Man,
Bad Manners,
Metal Thangz,
CMW,
Barbara Tucker,
UT,
Mark Hollis,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Camberwell Now,
Bronski Beat,
Scientists,
The Divine Comedy,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Main Source,
One Last Wish,
Terry Callier, Terry Callier, Terry Callier, Terry Callier.
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.