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 Slovenia and from Delhi.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Peter & Gordon to the techno 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 Rufus Thomas. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker + Sunn O))) tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every De La Soul & Jungle Brothers 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hasil Adkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scratch Acid,
Swell Maps,
Roxette,
The Residents,
Q65,
Pole,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Blancmange,
Basic Channel,
Roy Ayers,
AZ,
The Red Krayola,
Rotary Connection,
Sonic Youth,
Derrick May,
Suicide,
The Cure,
Andrew Hill,
Livin' Joy,
Faust,
Ossler,
Pantaleimon,
Jawbox,
Soft Machine,
The Fugs,
The Detroit Cobras,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Modern Lovers,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Groovy Waters,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
OOIOO,
The Black Dice,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Severed Heads,
Arthur Verocai,
Little Man,
Marine Girls,
Glenn Branca,
Eden Ahbez,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Five Americans,
The Monochrome Set,
Barbara Tucker,
Mad Mike,
Sonny Sharrock,
Guru Guru,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lebanon Hanover,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Mars,
Althea and Donna,
Dual Sessions,
Glambeats Corp.,
Subhumans,
Metal Thangz,
Danielle Patucci,
Pantytec,
Circle Jerks,
Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls.
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.