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 Germany and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 arpeggiator 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 Jesper Dahlback to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.
All Alton Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glenn Branca record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb 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 rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cure,
Rekid,
Aural Exciters,
The Young Rascals,
Jacques Brel,
Audionom,
The Modern Lovers,
Swell Maps,
Piero Umiliani,
The Blackbyrds,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Mr. Review,
Soulsonic Force,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Underground Resistance,
Rapeman,
Rites of Spring,
Accadde A,
Erykah Badu,
The Doobie Brothers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Fluxion,
the Human League,
Man Parrish,
Davy DMX,
the Normal,
The Stooges,
Camberwell Now,
Bad Manners,
Gang Gang Dance,
Popol Vuh,
This Heat,
The Motions,
Sparks,
the Bar-Kays,
Brothers Johnson,
Colin Newman,
Bootsy Collins,
MDC,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Junior Murvin,
Television Personalities,
Alphaville,
D'Angelo,
Fugazi,
Roger Hodgson,
The Remains,
Jeff Mills,
Leonard Cohen,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Evens,
Lalo Schifrin,
Thee Headcoats,
The Selecter,
John Cale,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective.
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.