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 Iran and from Calgary.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Robert Wyatt to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nik Kershaw record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Glenn Branca,
Sam Rivers,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Vainqueur,
Con Funk Shun,
Amon Düül II,
Masters at Work,
The Knickerbockers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rotary Connection,
Cal Tjader,
Ossler,
Howard Jones,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gong,
Blancmange,
Man Parrish,
Essential Logic,
Spandau Ballet,
John Lydon,
Silicon Teens,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Radio Birdman,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Skarface,
Flash Fearless,
OOIOO,
B.T. Express,
Faust,
Aural Exciters,
Soul II Soul,
The Star Department,
Lungfish,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Fire Engines,
Clear Light,
Jacob Miller,
The Kinks,
Dawn Penn,
Khruangbin,
Hot Snakes,
The American Breed,
the Germs,
Angry Samoans,
Section 25,
cv313,
Wings,
Brick,
Michelle Simonal,
The Sound,
The Motions,
Metal Thangz,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Scratch Acid,
The Vogues,
Sun City Girls,
Pagans,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bob Dylan,
Reagan Youth,
The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.
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.