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 Sweden and from Manchester.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the marimba 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 Surgeon to the disco 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 This Heat. All the underground hits.
All The Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every T. Rex record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cosmic Jokers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Görl,
The Fortunes,
Marine Girls,
Unrelated Segments,
Sex Pistols,
Thee Headcoats,
Marvin Gaye,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Yellowson,
Talk Talk,
Guru Guru,
Skaos,
Joyce Sims,
The Young Rascals,
Arthur Verocai,
Symarip,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Crispy Ambulance,
Gang Starr,
Mars,
Y Pants,
Letta Mbulu,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ponytail,
Scan 7,
Kevin Saunderson,
Marc Almond,
This Heat,
Johnny Clarke,
Barbara Tucker,
The Electric Prunes,
Bill Near,
Tomorrow,
Althea and Donna,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Mantronix,
The Divine Comedy,
Altered Images,
FM Einheit,
The Modern Lovers,
Khruangbin,
Derrick May,
Funky Four + One,
Pierre Henry,
Basic Channel,
Ronnie Foster,
Swans,
Banda Bassotti,
Wings,
the Bar-Kays,
The Offenders,
Brick,
Eric Copeland,
The Move,
These Immortal Souls,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
L. Decosne,
Tom Boy,
Toni Rubio,
The Sound,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.