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 Romania and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Sparks 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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All Judy Mowatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Teenage Jesus and the Jerks 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ornette Coleman,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Au Pairs,
DJ Style,
Nick Fraelich,
Lakeside,
Radiohead,
Q and Not U,
The Martian,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sonic Youth,
Scott Walker,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sarah Menescal,
the Bar-Kays,
Colin Newman,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Piero Umiliani,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Skaos,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Inner City,
Fad Gadget,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Andrew Hill,
Jandek,
Avey Tare,
Ultimate Spinach,
Roxette,
The Fortunes,
Jesper Dahlback,
UT,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eurythmics,
Boogie Down Productions,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
ABBA,
Vainqueur,
Eric B and Rakim,
Trumans Water,
Organ,
Cameo,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Chris & Cosey,
The Count Five,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
the Soft Cell,
Excepter,
Ponytail,
Tommy Roe,
Drive Like Jehu,
Harpers Bizarre,
Black Moon,
The Evens,
The Angels of Light,
Severed Heads,
The Dave Clark Five,
Juan Atkins,
Aural Exciters,
Quando Quango,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.