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 Seychelles and from Philadelphia.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Groovy Waters to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Wake. All the underground hits.
All Don Cherry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Beau Brummels record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
Absolute Body Control,
Pere Ubu,
Aloha Tigers,
Faust,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mo-Dettes,
Deepchord,
Stereo Dub,
a-ha,
Matthew Halsall,
Tears for Fears,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lucky Dragons,
Niagra,
These Immortal Souls,
Joe Finger,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Michelle Simonal,
Whodini,
Marine Girls,
Terry Callier,
Lightning Bolt,
Aaron Thompson,
Amazonics,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Pagans,
Radiopuhelimet,
Wasted Youth,
Cybotron,
Eli Mardock,
The Busters,
Delta 5,
Hardrive,
The Associates,
Kerri Chandler,
Boz Scaggs,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Martian,
The Misunderstood,
Siglo XX,
Boogie Down Productions,
Interpol,
Blake Baxter,
The Kinks,
The Beau Brummels,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Marcia Griffiths,
Schoolly D,
Goldenarms,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Fire Engines,
the Human League,
Dark Day,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Index,
Ronan,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Robert Görl,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.