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 Moldova and from Houston.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Pierre Henry to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Minny Pops. All the underground hits.
All The Golliwogs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ken Boothe,
Ohio Players,
Bill Near,
Infiniti,
Arab on Radar,
Desert Stars,
Nick Fraelich,
Joensuu 1685,
The Stooges,
Underground Resistance,
Jimmy McGriff,
Rod Modell,
Television,
Newcleus,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Electric Prunes,
Kerrie Biddell,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Laurel Aitken,
Country Teasers,
Masters at Work,
Blancmange,
Harpers Bizarre,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Magma,
The Happenings,
Kool Moe Dee,
Wolf Eyes,
Aural Exciters,
John Foxx,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Matthew Halsall,
Man Eating Sloth,
Ultra Naté,
The Techniques,
Tres Demented,
Intrusion,
The Fire Engines,
The Angels of Light,
Wasted Youth,
Jeff Mills,
the Sonics,
The Monks,
Slick Rick,
Siglo XX,
The Slits,
Kayak,
Todd Rundgren,
The Black Dice,
Janne Schatter,
Skarface,
Dorothy Ashby,
Erykah Badu,
Gastr Del Sol,
Chris & Cosey,
The Last Poets,
T.S.O.L.,
The Sound,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Pole,
Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.
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.