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 Japan and from Seoul.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks to the grunge 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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All Alice Coltrane 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 grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantaleimon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
The Techniques,
10cc,
The Martian,
Boogie Down Productions,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Deakin,
ABC,
DJ Style,
Bluetip,
Eurythmics,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Unwound,
Roxy Music,
the Soft Cell,
Joe Finger,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Q and Not U,
Pierre Henry,
Motorama,
The Modern Lovers,
Bobby Byrd,
K-Klass,
Sonny Sharrock,
Black Pus,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Ponytail,
Man Parrish,
The Angels of Light,
Jeff Lynne,
Gerry Rafferty,
Mark Hollis,
The J.B.'s,
Amon Düül II,
Rufus Thomas,
Soul II Soul,
Nico,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Sound,
The Victims,
Marvin Gaye,
One Last Wish,
Outsiders,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Tomorrow,
Yusef Lateef,
The Blues Magoos,
In Retrospect,
48th St. Collective,
Jawbox,
Minutemen,
Visage,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Real Kids,
Quando Quango,
Jimmy McGriff,
Prince Buster,
The Smoke,
John Foxx,
Circle Jerks,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Misunderstood,
Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach.
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.