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 Germany and from Stockholm.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Gong to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Marc Almond. All the underground hits.
All Eden Ahbez tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lightning Bolt,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Monochrome Set,
B.T. Express,
Gang Gang Dance,
Morten Harket,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Hardrive,
Minutemen,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Darondo,
Inner City,
The Dirtbombs,
Maurizio,
The Mojo Men,
The Durutti Column,
T.S.O.L.,
Bobby Sherman,
Tubeway Army,
Interpol,
Loose Ends,
The Golliwogs,
The Litter,
Skarface,
Pierre Henry,
Wings,
Moebius,
Barrington Levy,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Youth Brigade,
Oneida,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Mr. Review,
Vladislav Delay,
Animal Collective,
the Swans,
Dark Day,
Monolake,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Delon & Dalcan,
Oblivians,
Skriet,
Ronnie Foster,
Subhumans,
Alison Limerick,
Basic Channel,
Rakim,
Dorothy Ashby,
Pole,
Patti Smith,
The Kinks,
UT,
Nas,
Joy Division,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Eric Copeland,
Jandek,
Marc Almond,
The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs.
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.