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 Argentina and from Houston.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Eurythmics to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pussy Galore record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Half Japanese 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?
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Evens,
Aural Exciters,
Youth Brigade,
Mad Mike,
Ice-T,
Vladislav Delay,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Jeff Mills,
Nick Fraelich,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Slackers,
Gregory Isaacs,
Babytalk,
Pagans,
Albert Ayler,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Monks,
Quantec,
PIL,
Los Fastidios,
Oneida,
The Blues Magoos,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Tomorrow,
The Selecter,
The Walker Brothers,
Junior Murvin,
The Beau Brummels,
Yaz,
Mantronix,
Sound Behaviour,
Alice Coltrane,
Niagra,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jacob Miller,
Reuben Wilson,
Grauzone,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Golliwogs,
Bill Wells,
Rites of Spring,
Loose Ends,
Bang On A Can,
New Age Steppers,
Sparks,
David McCallum,
Can,
Sun City Girls,
Suburban Knight,
Quando Quango,
The Young Rascals,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marine Girls,
Erasure,
Second Layer,
Metal Thangz,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Jandek,
DNA,
The Litter, The Litter, The Litter, The Litter.
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.