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 Chad and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 marimba 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 Trumans Water to the disco 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 Cosmic Jokers. All the underground hits.
All Trumans Water tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultravox 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lucky Dragons record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barbara Tucker,
Tropical Tobacco,
Whodini,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Buckinghams,
The Monochrome Set,
Peter and Kerry,
Brick,
Brand Nubian,
Stiv Bators,
Steve Hackett,
Hot Snakes,
Camberwell Now,
Negative Approach,
Sight & Sound,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ken Boothe,
Qualms,
Max Romeo,
Dark Day,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Boz Scaggs,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Colin Newman,
Clear Light,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Alice Coltrane,
Outsiders,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Symarip,
Lower 48,
Heaven 17,
John Coltrane,
The Raincoats,
The Angels of Light,
Al Stewart,
Brass Construction,
Wasted Youth,
Faraquet,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Offenders,
U.S. Maple,
Yaz,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Shuggie Otis,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Wire,
Leonard Cohen,
Magma,
The Martian,
New Order,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Toasters,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Moleskins,
Grey Daturas,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Chrome,
John Holt,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan.
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.