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 South Sudan and from Hong Kong.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Heaven 17 to the electroclash 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 The Remains. All the underground hits.
All Little Man tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Wyatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Image Ltd.,
The Move,
Avey Tare,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Warren Ellis,
DJ Sneak,
Lightning Bolt,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ohio Players,
Soulsonic Force,
Jeff Mills,
kango's stein massive,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Young Rascals,
Donny Hathaway,
The Fall,
Pole,
Motorama,
Tom Boy,
Pharoah Sanders,
Derrick Morgan,
Scan 7,
Marcia Griffiths,
Eve St. Jones,
Terry Callier,
Dave Gahan,
Cymande,
Groovy Waters,
Jandek,
Maleditus Sound,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Quantec,
Alice Coltrane,
Kerrie Biddell,
FM Einheit,
Audionom,
The Remains,
Pagans,
Erykah Badu,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Colin Newman,
Ponytail,
The Count Five,
The Divine Comedy,
Television Personalities,
Grauzone,
The Fire Engines,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Trojans,
MC5,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
One Last Wish,
Quando Quango,
Kerri Chandler,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Section 25,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Swans,
The Busters,
Mo-Dettes,
Franke, Franke, Franke, Franke.
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.