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 Macedonia and from Lille.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Con Funk Shun to the funk 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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Brick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Patti Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liliput,
Yaz,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Mark Hollis,
Fad Gadget,
Ludus,
Terrestrial Tones,
Cal Tjader,
Nick Fraelich,
Eve St. Jones,
Absolute Body Control,
Junior Murvin,
T. Rex,
Accadde A,
Sun Ra,
Reuben Wilson,
F. McDonald,
Morten Harket,
The Barracudas,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Gregory Isaacs,
Khruangbin,
Urselle,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gang Green,
Visage,
Crash Course in Science,
The Motions,
JFA,
Swans,
Faust,
Mandrill,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Real Kids,
Bobby Womack,
Outsiders,
Hashim,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bobby Sherman,
The Move,
Radiopuhelimet,
Faraquet,
Joyce Sims,
Shoche,
Alphaville,
Marc Almond,
Jacob Miller,
Roxy Music,
Jandek,
Shuggie Otis,
The Fuzztones,
Chrome,
Bobby Byrd,
AZ,
Michelle Simonal,
Juan Atkins,
Eric Dolphy,
Banda Bassotti,
The Moleskins,
Index,
Rod Modell,
Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX.
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.