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 Nicaragua and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 arpeggiator 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 The Sisters of Mercy to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Slick Rick. All the underground hits.
All The Durutti Column tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quando Quango record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a London Community Gospel Choir record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Colin Newman,
Lakeside,
Fort Wilson Riot,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Nas,
Skaos,
The Sonics,
Popol Vuh,
L. Decosne,
Gil Scott Heron,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bang On A Can,
Jacques Brel,
Bobby Womack,
Al Stewart,
The Move,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Skriet,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Knickerbockers,
The Real Kids,
Gabor Szabo,
The Invisible,
Q65,
Nik Kershaw,
The Grass Roots,
The Fuzztones,
Matthew Bourne,
Magma,
Grey Daturas,
Bobby Byrd,
The Vogues,
Scientists,
The Searchers,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Saints,
Jeff Lynne,
The Wake,
Pagans,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gong,
Underground Resistance,
Sun Ra,
X-Ray Spex,
Alison Limerick,
Toni Rubio,
Man Eating Sloth,
Robert Görl,
Eddi Front,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
AZ,
Scott Walker,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
A Certain Ratio,
ABC,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.