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 Armenia and from Beijing.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Guru Guru to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 the Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liaisons Dangereuses 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 '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 Don Cherry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Animal Collective,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ultravox,
Half Japanese,
The Birthday Party,
Ultra Naté,
Man Parrish,
Pierre Henry,
Masters at Work,
The Black Dice,
Ten City,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
cv313,
Black Flag,
Drive Like Jehu,
Easy Going,
The Durutti Column,
Susan Cadogan,
The Associates,
The Victims,
Lakeside,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Standells,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Gong,
KRS-One,
Swans,
Barry Ungar,
Average White Band,
Saccharine Trust,
John Holt,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gang Gang Dance,
Amon Düül,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Pole,
Barbara Tucker,
Robert Hood,
The Sonics,
Unrelated Segments,
Sällskapet,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Blackbyrds,
Wire,
Groovy Waters,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camouflage,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Glambeats Corp.,
Tropical Tobacco,
Agitation Free,
Depeche Mode,
Jandek,
The Divine Comedy,
Al Stewart,
Bang On A Can,
T.S.O.L.,
Tommy Roe,
Brass Construction,
Country Teasers,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.